Young & Reckless

I'm too high can u view me? (View his ass)
Pack to loud can u hear me? (Hear his ass)
From da Murda burg things get busy
Not from Houston but I keep my Whitney

Bout my check bitch
Young and reckless I been up finessing
Mask up, what's that shit he flexing
Don't get gassed up don't want your momma depressed
You better call ya back up

Pull up black truck, fully automatic yea
Glocks n macs yea, with da beam attached yea
Ran off on the plug in sum cactus jacks
Mad he got jacked, chopped him like a lumberjack
Yea I got the pack, ran off I ain't coming back

Plug hit phone where the fuck you at?
I done sold the work, and now I'm counting stacks
Burned the burner phone, & hit the bank, then hopped on a jet

I'm too high can u view me? (View his ass)
Pack to loud can u hear me? (Hear his ass)
From da Murda burg things get busy
Not from Houston but I keep my Whitney

Bout my check bitch
Young and reckless I been up finessing
Mask up, what's that he flexing
Don't get gassed up don't want your momma depressed
You better call back up



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Writer(s): Derrique Goodman
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