Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Risky, artist - 22gz. Date of issue: 04.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Risky |
| Hey, gang, hey, hey |
| 6Blocka |
| Hey, hey, hey |
| Lil Moe |
| Gang, ayy |
| (Zak on the beat, it’s grown) |
| I was toting Glocks while I was on papers |
| You fuck with the Scrappers, we wake up the neighbors |
| We took his life like we pullin' the cable |
| Don’t jump in that water, you swimmin' with gators |
| Hold on, wait, back the fuck up |
| First nigga move, he get packed the fuck up |
| Walk in the party, I act the fuck up |
| Your bitch want me 'cause I’m sacked the fuck up |
| Glock 23 and it came with a fifty |
| You already know that’s a drum, drum, drum |
| Run up on me, I’ma dump, dump, dump |
| I got some shit make you run with your gun |
| Ain’t 22, but I keep a blicky |
| Run up on me, boy, I get you sitchy |
| We in Suburbans when we in the city |
| Don’t ride through the A, 'cause shit’ll get risky |
| We do a hit, then switch the cars |
| We left his head painted on the garage |
| He tryna run, now he with God |
| He actin' hard, got shot in the heart |
| We got his low, now we all in his yard |
| Laid his ass down like he get a massage |
| We put shit together like it’s a collage |
| All day it was shots, it was a barrage |
| We put shit on Spot News |
| You better hope I don’t spot you |
| Whoever with you get shot too |
| We got a Glock and a chop too |
| Don’t ride through this bitch with your window down |
| We got some shit make you spin around |
| I was in the cut, but I been around |
| We the one made niggas move around |
| I was toting Glocks while I was on papers |
| You fuck with the Scrappers, we wake up the neighbors |
| We took his life like we pullin' the cable |
| Don’t jump in that water, you swimmin' with gators |
| Hold on, wait, back the fuck up |
| First nigga move, he get packed the fuck up |
| Walk in the party, I act the fuck up |
| Your bitch want me 'cause I’m sacked the fuck up |
| Glock 23 and it came with a fifty |
| You already know that’s a drum, drum, drum |
| Run up on me, I’ma dump, dump, dump |
| I got some shit make you run with your gun |
| Ain’t 22, but I keep a blicky |
| Run up on me, boy, I get you sitchy |
| We in Suburbans when we in the city |
| Don’t ride through the A, 'cause shit’ll get risky |