Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dangerous , by - Cee Kay. Release date: 28.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dangerous |
| 'Cause shit get dangerous, ain’t no explaining nothin' |
| These niggas out they fuckin' head, they think that they can fuck with us |
| TTB, I’m trained to bust, caution, dangerous |
| These niggas, they ain’t really with me, I can peep the hate for sure |
| Ho, I know I’m fuckin' gifted, fuck a sinner, out the door |
| They ain’t really fuckin' with me, fake love is all they show |
| I been in that mood lately, tryna get to you, baby |
| Creep and move smooth, baby, got a lot to lose, baby |
| I been thinkin' 'bout some shit and it been in my head for two days |
| So many went against me, now back on my dick 'cause I’m paid |
| Bitch, I’m rockin' Fazos but I might go cop the new J’s |
| Watch who you be steppin' 'cause I up and let it hooray |
| Stop playin' with a nigga, off the top, bitch, this ain’t 2K |
| Told lil' cuz to chill, he wanna flex but it’s gon' be straight |
| Run up in your spot, bitch, where it’s at? |
| No, you is not safe |
| Floatin' 'round the city with this 23, no MJ |
| How the fuck you gangster and a rat? |
| Go get the mousetrap |
| Ain’t with that back and forth, fuck a nigga, bitch, we stay strapped |
| Fuck around and get clapped, they blow 'em soon as I tap |
| Pussy boy, that’s no cap, won’t shake your hand, you get dap |
| 'Cause shit get dangerous, ain’t no explaining nothin' |
| These niggas out they fuckin' head, they think that they can fuck with us |
| TTB, I’m trained to bust, caution, dangerous |
| These niggas, they ain’t really with me, I can peep the hate for sure |
| Ho, I know I’m fuckin' gifted, fuck a sinner, out the door |
| They ain’t really fuckin' with me, fake love is all they show |
| I been in that mood lately, tryna get to you, baby |
| Creep and move smooth, baby, got a lot to lose, baby |
| You is not my round, nigga |
| Spray a hundred rounds and let you see how hard that ground hit you |
| Playin' with that money just gon' make us blow 'em down quicker |
| I ain’t in the mood, I send her home, she got a safe spot |
| This shit just blew my cool, you know the rules, I’m .38 hot |
| And we be at they neck, we load up choppers, hopin' they plot |
| Don’t do that there 'cause you gon' fuck around and get your shit split |
| Them niggas don’t step, they just get on the 'net and sneak diss |
| OG what I rep, we step on whoever we beef with |
| Ho, I ain’t tryna fall in love, just need someone to sleep with |
| And I ain’t tryna cuddle up, bitch, move 'round on that weak shit |
| Disrespect, we pullin' up, hoppin' out on some street shit |
| They know that they can’t fuck with us, load 'em up, get on creep shit |
| 'Cause shit get dangerous, ain’t no explaining nothin' |
| These niggas out they fuckin' head, they think that they can fuck with us |
| TTB, I’m trained to bust, caution, dangerous |
| These niggas, they ain’t really with me, I can peep the hate for sure |
| Ho, I know I’m fuckin' gifted, fuck a sinner, out the door |
| They ain’t really fuckin' with me, fake love is all they show |
| I been in that mood lately, tryna get to you, baby |
| Creep and move smooth, baby, got a lot to lose, baby |