Young, Dumb, & Reckless (feat. Jin30)

(gio, gio)
Uh, I been way too high
I can't see the floor
Fucking on your bitch, but you already know that
If it ain't bout money nigga why would you propose that
...
Fuck yo ex bitch I'm the next bitch
He talkin down lay him down down leave him neckless
I'm out of town
Don't come around
Yeah ima lay that fucker down
Don't fuck around
I graduate no cap and gown
Yeah
I ain't in no gang, but all my niggas down
She done popped that pill so now it's going down
I've been feeling down
I gotta blow its bound
Bitch I'm safe, and sound
I can't stress this
All my niggas young, dumb, and reckless (We all reckless)
If you break my heart onto the next bitch
I won't let no nigga talk no typa way (No typa way)
Five star nigga this ain't no GTA
My bitch a night owl she don't see the day (Don't see the day)
I done took too much I can't even feel my face (Feel my face)
Yo bitch come around so she can feel the same (Feel the same)
(Oouuu)
I thought you noticed (I thought you know)
All my bitches young, dumb, and hopeless (Let's getchu gone)
Take a picture typa shit know we can't post it
Huh
Say she came her all alone
Baby this yo anthem sing the words to every song
When I fuck you puts your hands up when I give it to you long
She take lines for every stanza speak my word like it's a poem
Look in my eyes she thinks I'm handsome baby girl know you ain't wrong
I think I think too deeply
Drugs gon help to free me
I can save your world baby girl if you believe me
I can make you feel the type of things that you've been needing
I know you've been waiting on this moment way to long (Way to long)
Come, and take this hit baby girl, and let's get gone
Fuck yo ex bitch I'm the next bitch
He talkin down lay him down down leave him neckless
I'm out of town
Don't come around
Yeah ima lay that fucker down
Don't fuck around
I graduate no cap and gown
Yeah
I ain't in no gang, but all my niggas down
She done popped that pill so now it's going down
I've been feeling down
I gotta blow its bound
Bitch I'm safe, and sound
I can't stress this
All my niggas young, dumb, and reckless(We all reckless)
If you break my heart onto the next bitch
I won't let no nigga talk no typa way (Typa way)
Five star nigga this ain't no GTA



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Writer(s): Giovanni Sansone
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