Risk My Life II
Just got the drop I'm riskin' my life
Up it and blow it, no, I don't fight
Make you run the po like you Charleston White
She give me lip, told her don't bite
Hoe gotta dip, can't stay the night
Extended my clip, added a light
Crackers to my left, I'm bangin' a right
Bro in the cut, slangin' da white
Dropped two Xannies in the Sprite
Sip, sippin' now I'm feelin' right
I'm smokin', I'm high, they think I'm a kite
Chasing a bag, Taking a flight
Spent ten bands, That's sum light
Hate when hoes do shit out of spite
Hate when hoes do shit for the light
Too fresh, might just turn on the dike
She ask if I'm rolling, told her I might be
Yeah, go
If I get roped, hoe don't write me
Hit the corner store just for a white tee
24 carats all over my white teeth
Benjamin Franklin, reason she like me
So dirty, my pour mud in my Iced Tea
Niggas be police, niggas be Ice T
Niggas be pooh, I'm doin' em shiesty
I see 12, I'm doing the light speed
Fed her my kids now she think she wifey
And it's fucked up cause I know that she cuffed
Want smoke jit and shit get you puffed
Steppin on steppers, shoes gettin' scruffed
Fear no man, I don't care you buff
Box these bullets, you thinking you tough
Jit bogus, he spillin' the beans, Pop in your crib like I'm Mr. Clean
But more like the Grinch I'm Cleaning the scene
They call me the Grinch, they sayin' I'm green
Blue Hunnids, yeah, and some of them green
Shootin' shit up, but I'm not a fiend
Shootin' shit, call me Kareem,
Want smoke, get turnt into steam
Have that jit under the machine
Chop sing, just like Celine
Just got the drop I'm riskin' my life
Up it and blow it, no, I don't fight
Make you run the po like you Charleston White
She give me lip, told her don't bite
Hoe gotta dip, can't stay the night
Extended my clip, added a light
Crackers to my left, I'm bangin' a right
Bro in the cut, slangin' da white
Dropped two Xannies in the Sprite
Sip, sippin' now I'm feelin' right
I'm smokin', I'm high, they think I'm a kite
Up it and blow it, no, I don't fight
Make you run the po like you Charleston White
She give me lip, told her don't bite
Hoe gotta dip, can't stay the night
Extended my clip, added a light
Crackers to my left, I'm bangin' a right
Bro in the cut, slangin' da white
Dropped two Xannies in the Sprite
Sip, sippin' now I'm feelin' right
I'm smokin', I'm high, they think I'm a kite
Chasing a bag, Taking a flight
Spent ten bands, That's sum light
Hate when hoes do shit out of spite
Hate when hoes do shit for the light
Too fresh, might just turn on the dike
She ask if I'm rolling, told her I might be
Yeah, go
If I get roped, hoe don't write me
Hit the corner store just for a white tee
24 carats all over my white teeth
Benjamin Franklin, reason she like me
So dirty, my pour mud in my Iced Tea
Niggas be police, niggas be Ice T
Niggas be pooh, I'm doin' em shiesty
I see 12, I'm doing the light speed
Fed her my kids now she think she wifey
And it's fucked up cause I know that she cuffed
Want smoke jit and shit get you puffed
Steppin on steppers, shoes gettin' scruffed
Fear no man, I don't care you buff
Box these bullets, you thinking you tough
Jit bogus, he spillin' the beans, Pop in your crib like I'm Mr. Clean
But more like the Grinch I'm Cleaning the scene
They call me the Grinch, they sayin' I'm green
Blue Hunnids, yeah, and some of them green
Shootin' shit up, but I'm not a fiend
Shootin' shit, call me Kareem,
Want smoke, get turnt into steam
Have that jit under the machine
Chop sing, just like Celine
Just got the drop I'm riskin' my life
Up it and blow it, no, I don't fight
Make you run the po like you Charleston White
She give me lip, told her don't bite
Hoe gotta dip, can't stay the night
Extended my clip, added a light
Crackers to my left, I'm bangin' a right
Bro in the cut, slangin' da white
Dropped two Xannies in the Sprite
Sip, sippin' now I'm feelin' right
I'm smokin', I'm high, they think I'm a kite
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Writer(s): Pedro Cartwright
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