Dangerous

She know that nigga won't play
She won't play with me I can't even
Save her
32 Baby

Chief got it goin' crazy

Damn this shit gettin' dangerous
I'm gettin' paper yeah I'm gettin'
Paper
I put it right on lil' buddy potato
I come through drippin' my shoes
Them bitches got flavor
They wanna' fuck on a nigga I'm playa
They wanna' fuck but they know that
I'm playa
She wanna' cuff but she know that I'm
Playa
She wanna' cuff but that bitch I can't
Save her
Come through that bitch like the Don
Come through that bitch with the Don
She tryna' lay up I'm tryna' get funds
My bitch tote the bells she go on the run
These niggas ain't gangsta' I see all the
Front
These niggas in paperwork run with
The skunks
Yeah I pull up hop out I'm clutchin'
My gun
Yeah I'm flexin' my racks and they can't
Even take nothin'

I hit the trap make that shit double back
I left the store with a whole lot of racks
I went Givenchy the shirt Dolce Gabbana
The shoes
I'm tryna' put his lil' cousin in the dirt
And this bitch ridin' with me keep glock
In her purse
And Off White my sandal shoes Yeah
I gotta' charge for a verse
Ain't shootin' at houses we hittin' our
Targets
I want to smoke 'em like Marley's
I gotta' get to this money regardless
I'm goin' the hardest shit gettin'
Dangerous
Yeah this shit made me painless
Niggas be thinkin' they stainless
Hit 'em up while its rainin'
Bullets rainin'

Damn this shit gettin' dangerous
I'm gettin' paper yeah I'm gettin'
Paper
I put it right on lil' buddy potato
I come through drippin' my shoes
Them bitches got flavor
They wanna' fuck on a nigga I'm playa
They wanna' fuck but they know that
I'm playa
She wanna' cuff but she know that I'm
Playa
She wanna' cuff but that bitch I can't
Save her
Come through that bitch like the Don
Come through that bitch with the Don
She tryna' lay up I'm tryna' get funds
My bitch tote the bells she go on the run
These niggas ain't gangsta' I see all the
Front
These niggas in paperwork run with
The skunks
Yeah I pull up hop out I'm clutchin'
My gun
Yeah I'm flexin' my racks and they can't
Even take nothin'

I pull up I hop out I'm clutchin' my gun
I'm ballin' on these niggas like Luca
Donavich
I cut off my partner cause he wasn't a hunnid'
These niggas be actin like bitches for nothin'
Like who the fuck taught you boys
Go get some money
I'm up too much for the bullshit I ain't
Studyin' it
These niggas funny I just told my dawg when
We get up you know we won't plummet
This bankroll is full of them yickies'
I cannot spread through this shit
Its too sticky
No spaghetti fettuccine I'm cookin'
Heavy heavy hefty weight my dawg pushin'
I won't hesi' if he play I'ma pop 'em
Since a young nigga pull up 'bout problems
I was with 32 baby he had the revolver I
Had to tell him not to shot 'em
The kid in a coupe and he picked up a bitch
She didn't waste no time she went to sloppin'
Oh my God she went to toppin'
Oh my I think I jaw lock 'em
I get these racks and I lock 'em
This money is problems
They counted me out I don't think they
Was countin'
Now they broke oh well I can't do nothin'
About it

Damn this shit gettin' dangerous
I'm gettin' paper yeah I'm gettin'
Paper
I put it right on lil' buddy potato
I come through drippin' my shoes
Them bitches got flavor
They wanna' fuck on a nigga I'm playa
They wanna' fuck but they know that
I'm playa
She wanna' cuff but she know that I'm
Playa
She wanna' cuff but that bitch I can't
Save her
Come through that bitch like the Don
Come through that bitch with the Don
She tryna' lay up I'm tryna' get funds
My bitch tote the bells she go on the run
These niggas ain't gangsta' I see all the
Front
These niggas in paperwork run with
The skunks
Yeah I pull up hop out I'm clutchin'
My gun
Yeah I'm flexin' my racks and they can't
Even take nothin'



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Writer(s): Austin Dennard Lyons, Deronte Austin, Dee Thadon
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