RECKLESS
"You're gonna get the Big D" (Gang, Gang, Gang)
(Walkin down the street bouta catch a opp
Foenem really talkin like he really tun the block)
(Yo Yvng Don you know the vibe man)
Walkin down the street bouta a catch a opp
Foenem really talkin like he really run the block
Thinkin he hard cause he use his momma glock
Ain't no Juice Wrld but you ain't shit dot com
Yeah Yeah Yeah
I use to fuck around wit this bitch
Every single day she had her hand on my dick (Yeah)
You know I had to do dirty work and ate that bitch (Oh)
She a ugly ass hoe who's thirsty for some dick (Yeah)
She suckin my dick got me wheezin
Cold hearted bitch I start freezin
Kick that bitch out for no reason
Put that bitch heart in a freezer
Kill that motherfucker for the way he treat her
Shoot that nigga in the mothafuckin dome (Grr)
I'm bout to bust at his ass wit my chrome (Grr)
Pussy nigga got scared he ran to his home
Pussy nigga really got scared to the bone
Yeah, Yeah my eyes red, Yeah my eyes red
Kind of like the blood that he shed (Shed)
Fuckin her sister in her bed (Bed)
Walkin down the street, sippin on that wok
Bronem really talkin shit he got his head stomped
Thinkin he won but he got his shit rocked
Aint no 6ix9ine i ain't no fuckin bop (Bop)
Stackin up all my money I just keep on livin (Yeah)
Dive, right inside that pussy I just keep swimmin (Oh)
Thrive, all my money I just keep on livin
Think this bitch set me up ima risk it
(Walkin down the street bouta catch a opp
Foenem really talkin like he really tun the block)
(Yo Yvng Don you know the vibe man)
Walkin down the street bouta a catch a opp
Foenem really talkin like he really run the block
Thinkin he hard cause he use his momma glock
Ain't no Juice Wrld but you ain't shit dot com
Yeah Yeah Yeah
I use to fuck around wit this bitch
Every single day she had her hand on my dick (Yeah)
You know I had to do dirty work and ate that bitch (Oh)
She a ugly ass hoe who's thirsty for some dick (Yeah)
She suckin my dick got me wheezin
Cold hearted bitch I start freezin
Kick that bitch out for no reason
Put that bitch heart in a freezer
Kill that motherfucker for the way he treat her
Shoot that nigga in the mothafuckin dome (Grr)
I'm bout to bust at his ass wit my chrome (Grr)
Pussy nigga got scared he ran to his home
Pussy nigga really got scared to the bone
Yeah, Yeah my eyes red, Yeah my eyes red
Kind of like the blood that he shed (Shed)
Fuckin her sister in her bed (Bed)
Walkin down the street, sippin on that wok
Bronem really talkin shit he got his head stomped
Thinkin he won but he got his shit rocked
Aint no 6ix9ine i ain't no fuckin bop (Bop)
Stackin up all my money I just keep on livin (Yeah)
Dive, right inside that pussy I just keep swimmin (Oh)
Thrive, all my money I just keep on livin
Think this bitch set me up ima risk it
Credits
Writer(s): Nate Varela
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