Took A Risk (feat. Quando Rondo)
(Damn, Pliz, there go your tag)
A hundred, one fifty, two hundred, one milli'
Young nigga, that's way too much (Way too much)
We be ready to hit it, the way we be living
Young nigga, that ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Nigga, check how I'm spinning my block, the engine
These niggas ain't keepin' up (No)
And these bitches ain't flashing for nothin' (No)
And these niggas won't run up on Band
Took a risk, I look like a lick now, bitch, I'm rich
I can't miss, diamonds look like buckets on my wrist
Yeah, I'm the shit (Uh, uh)
And a nigga gon' learn, like fuck it, everything too legit
Nigga, I spent nothin' but hundreds on this chain and my 'fit
Keep the racks on me, I got a hundred pack (Hundred pack)
Ride 'round in thе Rolls Royce or the Cadillac (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Foreign bitchеs, G-Wagon all black
When we speaking on the money, all facts (All facts)
Y'all niggas just be rapping all cap (Cap)
I was rapping on the stage with the
Strap (Run up, you gonna get capped)
I done took some risk, yeah
Quarter milli' for the diamonds, they glist'
Bitch bad, I could give her a kiss
Fuck an opp, we scratch your name out the list (Fuck an opp)
When I slide with the trouble, can't miss (When I slide)
Canary yellow, I got my diamonds on piss
Throw a fuckin' train when I bang on a bitch (Rich)
A hundred, one fifty, two hundred, one milli'
Young nigga, that's way too much (Way too much)
We be ready to hit it, the way we be living
Young nigga, that ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Nigga, check how I'm spinning my block, the engine
These niggas ain't keepin' up (No)
And these bitches ain't flashing for nothin' (No)
And these niggas won't run up on Band
Took a risk, I look like a lick now, bitch, I'm rich
I can't miss, diamonds look like buckets on my wrist
Yeah, I'm the shit (Uh, uh)
And a nigga gon' learn, like fuck it, everything too legit
Nigga, I spent nothin' but hundreds on this chain and my 'fit (Q)
Say I spent the whole fifty for racks on her titties
But she say I play too much (Oh, damn)
Had to take a big risk, had the Glock in the Bentley
They play, then we spray this bitch up (Grrah)
Every day a new killin' when you in the trenches
'Cause that's just the way we was raised up
'Round my neck and my wrist, got a whole half a million
Could've went out and bought me a Wraith truck
Ayy, big 33, Timmy bang Scottie Pippen
Slangin' Miami Heat from the 3rd to his village
Blue I painted my toilet, I stay on some Crip shit
Nigga spoke on Lil Sosa, we emptied them clips quick
I just copped a tennis chain, Serena Williams, plenty rocks (Ayy)
One hundred and fifty, lil' bullet Big Billy
You play, then your brains'll get bust
A hundred, one fifty, two hundred, one milli'
Young nigga, that's way too much (Way too much)
We be ready to hit it, the way we be living
Young nigga, that ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Nigga, check how I'm spinning my block, the engine
These niggas ain't keepin' up (No)
And these bitches ain't flashing for nothin' (No)
And these niggas won't run up on Band
Took a risk, I look like a lick now, bitch, I'm rich
I can't miss, diamonds look like buckets on my wrist
Yeah, I'm the shit (Uh, uh)
And a nigga gon' learn, like fuck it, everything too legit
Nigga, I spent nothin' but hundreds on this chain and my 'fit
A hundred, one fifty, two hundred, one milli'
Young nigga, that's way too much (Way too much)
We be ready to hit it, the way we be living
Young nigga, that ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Nigga, check how I'm spinning my block, the engine
These niggas ain't keepin' up (No)
And these bitches ain't flashing for nothin' (No)
And these niggas won't run up on Band
Took a risk, I look like a lick now, bitch, I'm rich
I can't miss, diamonds look like buckets on my wrist
Yeah, I'm the shit (Uh, uh)
And a nigga gon' learn, like fuck it, everything too legit
Nigga, I spent nothin' but hundreds on this chain and my 'fit
Keep the racks on me, I got a hundred pack (Hundred pack)
Ride 'round in thе Rolls Royce or the Cadillac (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Foreign bitchеs, G-Wagon all black
When we speaking on the money, all facts (All facts)
Y'all niggas just be rapping all cap (Cap)
I was rapping on the stage with the
Strap (Run up, you gonna get capped)
I done took some risk, yeah
Quarter milli' for the diamonds, they glist'
Bitch bad, I could give her a kiss
Fuck an opp, we scratch your name out the list (Fuck an opp)
When I slide with the trouble, can't miss (When I slide)
Canary yellow, I got my diamonds on piss
Throw a fuckin' train when I bang on a bitch (Rich)
A hundred, one fifty, two hundred, one milli'
Young nigga, that's way too much (Way too much)
We be ready to hit it, the way we be living
Young nigga, that ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Nigga, check how I'm spinning my block, the engine
These niggas ain't keepin' up (No)
And these bitches ain't flashing for nothin' (No)
And these niggas won't run up on Band
Took a risk, I look like a lick now, bitch, I'm rich
I can't miss, diamonds look like buckets on my wrist
Yeah, I'm the shit (Uh, uh)
And a nigga gon' learn, like fuck it, everything too legit
Nigga, I spent nothin' but hundreds on this chain and my 'fit (Q)
Say I spent the whole fifty for racks on her titties
But she say I play too much (Oh, damn)
Had to take a big risk, had the Glock in the Bentley
They play, then we spray this bitch up (Grrah)
Every day a new killin' when you in the trenches
'Cause that's just the way we was raised up
'Round my neck and my wrist, got a whole half a million
Could've went out and bought me a Wraith truck
Ayy, big 33, Timmy bang Scottie Pippen
Slangin' Miami Heat from the 3rd to his village
Blue I painted my toilet, I stay on some Crip shit
Nigga spoke on Lil Sosa, we emptied them clips quick
I just copped a tennis chain, Serena Williams, plenty rocks (Ayy)
One hundred and fifty, lil' bullet Big Billy
You play, then your brains'll get bust
A hundred, one fifty, two hundred, one milli'
Young nigga, that's way too much (Way too much)
We be ready to hit it, the way we be living
Young nigga, that ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Nigga, check how I'm spinning my block, the engine
These niggas ain't keepin' up (No)
And these bitches ain't flashing for nothin' (No)
And these niggas won't run up on Band
Took a risk, I look like a lick now, bitch, I'm rich
I can't miss, diamonds look like buckets on my wrist
Yeah, I'm the shit (Uh, uh)
And a nigga gon' learn, like fuck it, everything too legit
Nigga, I spent nothin' but hundreds on this chain and my 'fit
Credits
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Dimitri Roger, Tyquian Bowman, Leon Flowers, John Dutra
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