Reckless (feat. Brand Knew)

Yea yea
Mhm
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh
Stacking this mula
I stay with my shoota
On and on and on and on yea

Stacking these hunnids on hunnids on hunnids
I don't want your bitch dawg I jus wanna bun it
Yea nigga I came up from nothing
When I pull up know I'm leaving with something
Got this shit hot straight out of the oven
Like Jack I had the trap jumping
I ain't never been with the fronting or bluffing
Swerving in a drop top so they hate how I'm coming
I gotta cool it I been living reckless
All of this gas in my lungs got me breathless
I took a loss hadda count up my blessings
I had it rough ain't no where I was headed
You play with my bread get beheaded
I got me some racks hadda stretch it
Posted out on the block before breakfast
Smoking on cake but I don't want a wedding

Shawty wan fuck with a nigga like me cuz I really count up the blue cheese
Balencis my feet when I hop on the scene young nigga so fresh too clean
Sipping codeine mixed up with beans
Felt like I was in a dream
I'm going far really way out of reach on some shit that they ain't ever see
The life I live it's far from regular
I ran up some racks off the cellular
I flip this work with no spatula
I got baddies in all different areas
Been up all night feel like Dracula
Guala on guala it's piling up
Know she outchea tryna find some love
I told you baby I'm jus tryna fuck
Swear I cannot fall for no hoe
These bitches a cry & then lie to your face I already know how this shit go
Or watch how quick they fold you go broke
Ain't gone lie I done seen it before
I just stay on my ten toes everyday nigga gotta get do the dough oh
The life I'm living it get reckless
These niggas be flexing they strap but don't put in no work with the weapon
Smoking big dope out the pound remember throwing fives for a session
And if you let me in your life baby I could be ya blessing

Stacking these hunnids on hunnids on hunnids
I don't want your bitch dawg I jus wanna bun it
Yea nigga I came up from nothing
When I pull up know I'm leaving with something
Got this shit hot straight out of the oven
Like Jack I had the trap jumping
I ain't never been with the fronting or bluffing
Swerving in a drop top so they hate how I'm coming
I gotta cool it I been living reckless
All of this gas in my lungs got me breathless
I took a loss hadda count up my blessings
I had it rough ain't no where I was headed
You play with my bread get beheaded
I got me some racks hadda stretch it
Posted out on the block before breakfast
Smoking on cake but I don't want a wedding

Please don't kill my vibe, Cartier might cause these sprains baby
Too much drip, she catch my drift, I might make it rain baby
Imma make it thunderstorm, imma bout cash out
I don't know what you been told, I'm a fucking cash cow
My heart froze it got chrome
Got 2 bitches at home
Got anxiety, I can't sleep, when the money callin my phone
She telling me, I'm crazy, bitch what the fuck is you on
Still keep her invested, I'm still number one
Can't even lie, she the reason I'm faded
Too many times, I've told her I'll make it
Too many people, they really was doubtin me
Too many times, ain't takin apologies
You lyin don't tell me you proud of me
Was tryin, you ain't stay around for me
You right, I didn't matter
Fly now, it really don't matter
I'm really that nigga
I'm tryna get over six figures
Pussy water I slide in a river
She bad, her body configured
She bad, she get a taste
Too blind, these Cartier frames
No bleach, she stuck like a stain
I brush em, they catching my wave

Stacking these hunnids on hunnids on hunnids
I don't want your bitch dawg I jus wanna bun it
Yea nigga I came up from nothing
When I pull up know I'm leaving with something
Got this shit hot straight out of the oven
Like Jack I had the trap jumping
I ain't never been with the fronting or bluffing
Swerving in a drop top so they hate how I'm coming
I gotta cool it I been living reckless
All of this gas in my lungs got me breathless
I took a loss hadda count up my blessings
I had it rough ain't no where I was headed
You play with my bread get beheaded
I got me some racks hadda stretch it
Posted out on the block before breakfast
Smoking on cake but I don't want a wedding

I'm really that nigga
I'm tryna get over six figures
Pussy water I slide in a river
She bad, her body configured

I'm really that nigga
If we race imma win my whip quicker
My bad she don't need no filter
She be popping her shit all on insta

I got racks up in my pockets bitch gon fucking dance
I got into all these clubs cuz I'm the fuckin man
She ain't fuckin with no average hope they understand
Ain't ever hittin less in year than Boutta hunnit grand

Had to get it I was juggin finessed for them bands
Say that she want all of my loving I can't be yo man's
I be high as fuck with my eyes low look like I'm from Japan
All this ice inside my ears it's an avalanche

Okay okay,
okay okay yea
Okay okay yea
Okay okay yea
New bitch, it hittin different
I haven't been broke in a minute
Too quick, I'm dippin like midget
I'm back I'm spinnin like fidget