Reckless
I'm juiced up like a full battery
White boy shit bro come at me
Told dat ho too many times Dont throw no shots if she ain't gon @ me
I'm bout to blow and they finna panic
U snuck me and still aint cause damage
Pressure pipes finna buss nigga
They ain ready ion thank dese folks can handle it
I been doing this for a lil minute now
I got clones, hoes steady bitting my style
Trick a nigga out his spot, break em
Milk his ass like he a fucking cow
You got next but I got now
He wanna talk im like not now
A bitch get outta line ill pop dat ho like she my fucking child
Ill swerve on bitch like im Herbo
I got all da power, like im turbo
Dont gaf, bout no rumors, ain clearing up shit
Fuck wat u heard ho
And we smoking niggas like dey cigarettes
Dis fye... do not step inna det
No respect fa nigga, who whoopin and hollin, all on da internet
Lil freaky ho she a body
I was brought out roun murders n robberies
Keep yo mouth closed eyes, open ears to da street
That what ma taught me
And you know dar lil Arre dont squash beef
Me and Mil like Tado and Chief Keef
He like Momo do u love hell nawl we'on fw no keke
(Ahh, Yeah, Bitch)
(Straight Like That)
Momo Do you Love me Hell Naw
(I Ain't gotta put no effort into this shit
Y'all already know what the fuck goin on)
Momo Do you Love me Hell Naw
(Haha)
You got next but I got now
He wanna talk im like not now
A bitch get outta line ill pop dat ho like she my fucking child
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Momo Do you Love me Hell Naw
(AH)
White boy shit bro come at me
Told dat ho too many times Dont throw no shots if she ain't gon @ me
I'm bout to blow and they finna panic
U snuck me and still aint cause damage
Pressure pipes finna buss nigga
They ain ready ion thank dese folks can handle it
I been doing this for a lil minute now
I got clones, hoes steady bitting my style
Trick a nigga out his spot, break em
Milk his ass like he a fucking cow
You got next but I got now
He wanna talk im like not now
A bitch get outta line ill pop dat ho like she my fucking child
Ill swerve on bitch like im Herbo
I got all da power, like im turbo
Dont gaf, bout no rumors, ain clearing up shit
Fuck wat u heard ho
And we smoking niggas like dey cigarettes
Dis fye... do not step inna det
No respect fa nigga, who whoopin and hollin, all on da internet
Lil freaky ho she a body
I was brought out roun murders n robberies
Keep yo mouth closed eyes, open ears to da street
That what ma taught me
And you know dar lil Arre dont squash beef
Me and Mil like Tado and Chief Keef
He like Momo do u love hell nawl we'on fw no keke
(Ahh, Yeah, Bitch)
(Straight Like That)
Momo Do you Love me Hell Naw
(I Ain't gotta put no effort into this shit
Y'all already know what the fuck goin on)
Momo Do you Love me Hell Naw
(Haha)
You got next but I got now
He wanna talk im like not now
A bitch get outta line ill pop dat ho like she my fucking child
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Momo Do you Love me Hell Naw
(AH)
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Writer(s): Morgin Murphy
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