Dangerous
Y'all know what the fuck going on with us, nigga
Woo shit
Revenge shit
Fuck all the politics, I'm here for whatever beef it is
Diddy just told me, "Pull up"
So I'm digging on the cops
And almost crashed the whip
I got a shooter that lay low
Till it's time to go terrorize the shit
I got a shooter for pesos
He gon' run (grrrt) in your crib and shoot the kid
Rus pull up dangerous
Couple niggas with me Wooing
We do this for Pop, this deeper than gang shit
I ain't sitting around
Arguing with one of these opps
That's deeper than lame shit
Rus Balla with me toting on all of these cops
And he keep it waving
Too many guns to be worried about jamming up
It's really hard for them niggas to handle us
Said there's no talking you see me my hammer up
I got some hoes in the six up in Canada
We can't be showing these guns on the cameras
But yet we still keep them tools like the janitor
Your man came to the strip with his hammer tucked
But now he dead on the floor, pick his hammer up
Lot of niggas don't be doing what Gwuap doing
So they watching how Gwuap moving
Lot of niggas say they preeing the vehicle
When we up the traffic but not shooting
I know my brother died moving hot
So you can get hurt if you not Wooing
I hope you ain't eyeing niggas in the spot
'Cause most of my niggas is not cooling
Dangerous, dangerous
Free Melly Gz out the cages
Lock down, brodie still on his ape shit
Dangerous, dangerous
I pop a perc, feel amazing
Spliff full of grabba, I feel like I laced it
We outside send locations
Bro would send a nigga off for vacation
You can get hurt for talking up on Pop Smoke
Chain crossed, letting shots go
Big GDK and you know we do not joke
See a opp and I drop folk
I made a hundred bands in a month
And you little niggas is not close
They think they playing with me then it's up
We gon' be seeing some shots go
Rus pull up dangerous
Couple niggas with me Wooing
We do this for Pop, this deeper than gang shit
I ain't sitting around
Arguing with one of these opps
That's deeper than lame shit
Rus Balla with me toting on all of these cops
And he keep it waving
Woo shit
Revenge shit
Fuck all the politics, I'm here for whatever beef it is
Diddy just told me, "Pull up"
So I'm digging on the cops
And almost crashed the whip
I got a shooter that lay low
Till it's time to go terrorize the shit
I got a shooter for pesos
He gon' run (grrrt) in your crib and shoot the kid
Rus pull up dangerous
Couple niggas with me Wooing
We do this for Pop, this deeper than gang shit
I ain't sitting around
Arguing with one of these opps
That's deeper than lame shit
Rus Balla with me toting on all of these cops
And he keep it waving
Too many guns to be worried about jamming up
It's really hard for them niggas to handle us
Said there's no talking you see me my hammer up
I got some hoes in the six up in Canada
We can't be showing these guns on the cameras
But yet we still keep them tools like the janitor
Your man came to the strip with his hammer tucked
But now he dead on the floor, pick his hammer up
Lot of niggas don't be doing what Gwuap doing
So they watching how Gwuap moving
Lot of niggas say they preeing the vehicle
When we up the traffic but not shooting
I know my brother died moving hot
So you can get hurt if you not Wooing
I hope you ain't eyeing niggas in the spot
'Cause most of my niggas is not cooling
Dangerous, dangerous
Free Melly Gz out the cages
Lock down, brodie still on his ape shit
Dangerous, dangerous
I pop a perc, feel amazing
Spliff full of grabba, I feel like I laced it
We outside send locations
Bro would send a nigga off for vacation
You can get hurt for talking up on Pop Smoke
Chain crossed, letting shots go
Big GDK and you know we do not joke
See a opp and I drop folk
I made a hundred bands in a month
And you little niggas is not close
They think they playing with me then it's up
We gon' be seeing some shots go
Rus pull up dangerous
Couple niggas with me Wooing
We do this for Pop, this deeper than gang shit
I ain't sitting around
Arguing with one of these opps
That's deeper than lame shit
Rus Balla with me toting on all of these cops
And he keep it waving
Credits
Writer(s): Johnny Leandro Sandoval Cardona, Jason George, Maximilian Ross
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