Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reckless, artist - 42 Dugg. Date of issue: 13.03.2019
Song language: English
Reckless |
| Flex on the beat, nigga |
| Young turnt niggas |
| The movement |
| Ayy (Feel me) |
| Ooh, shit (What?) |
| Out in Cali, throwin' up the 6 (Okay) |
| Lames on my dick |
| I’m the shit now, nigga, sit down |
| Ayy, don’t bend it over, bitch, shake it up |
| Ain’t throwin' shit 'til you naked, yeah |
| Young nigga, I’m reckless |
| Open up, catch it |
| He playin' with O’s, I’m stretchin' |
| Don’t pay for hoes, I’m straight |
| I’m sellin' P’s and H |
| Might serve a fiend then pray |
| Like bro, I got a deal |
| In a Lambo truck wearin' Bape |
| Any time I’m out to kill |
| They know this shit for real |
| Made a play for a seal |
| Then hit a two, it was double (Flip it) |
| Whole city sellin' pills |
| Ayy, free my fuckin' brother |
| I’m 42 but I’ma hustle |
| My bro tube and he gutter |
| Ayy, one fight, we all fightin' |
| Bitch, hustle gutter whole life |
| In the Z06 with the fall lights |
| In the V, still pullin' all-nighters |
| Freaky bitch send her address |
| I told my niggas they can all write her |
| No gun but I got dog license |
| And permission for me to sell it |
| We just got a sale for like sixty |
| Prefer to drive but we can mail it |
| I don’t fuck with niggas, they tellin' |
| Bitch, that’s real leather, that’s Pelle |
| This ain’t no dilemma, bitch, you ain’t Kelly |
| But yeah, sing to me, bitch |
| I don’t wanna hear shit you did, you still a queen to me |
| And she know how to get inside and bring them fiends to me |
| Ayy, you the shit, baby, the GOAT |
| Wearin' Balenciaga, no coat, bitch, ho |
| Gang gang, fuck nigga, lil' bitch |
| Me fallin' off, they’d love that |
| I done helped niggas, where the love at? |
| Red bandana, where my bloods at? |
| And I still got my cuz back |
| And the streets dry, where the plug at? |
| I’m in VLIVE, where the struggs at? |
| Real Memphis nigga layin' in the D |
| With two bitches, where the rug at? |
| I was movin' dope on the interstate |
| 12 gauge shotty, that’s a penetrate |
| It’s a room for eight, it’s a dinner date |
| You ain’t got a play, then you in the way |
| I ain’t never liked that nigga anyway |
| Got a Lam' truck but I’m in the Wraith |
| Y’all niggas been in the hood |
| Still fucked up since I been away |
| Y’all still tryna pass me |
| Lamborghini with the glass seats |
| Y’all know I’m kinda flashy |
| It’s a robbery? |
| Gotta mask me |
| I know niggas wanna blast me |
| But they ain’t got the heart 'cause they plastic |
| You’ll die 'fore you see me in a casket |
| Police still tryna harass me |
| Tryna get rich? |
| I’m already |
| Shawty thick, I might hold her like a pallbearer |
| Young rich nigga come from shit |
| And I had to sit in a dark cell |
| CMG, Heavy Camp what I’m reppin' |
| Louis Vuitton, Louis Vuitton, how I’m steppin' |
| But she become a superstar when she naked |
| (Take one, action) |
| Yeah, bitch, I’m still active |
| Dope game fucked up, turned me to a rapper (Yeah) |
| At the door, still tryna UPS a package |
| My Amiris lookin' tacky (Why?) Bitch, I got all weak (Yeah) |
| Corner house thuggin', still yellin' free Skeet (Bitch) |