Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Risky, artist - Saweetie. Date of issue: 15.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Risky |
| I put rims on a hot pink Honda |
| Lipgloss on, it’s a pretty bitch summer |
| Take it how you wanna, I put it on my mama |
| I heard around town, I’m the baddest ever |
| Bitches love sayin' how they fake did it better |
| Heard them hoes linked up, they be mad together |
| I could do the splits with the 100 spread do better |
| Knew the head was special |
| He giving brain like a geek |
| Dior cologne, that shit a bring out the freak |
| Fuck a fake nigga and a pick me bitch |
| Mouth slick, lunatic, leave a dirty dick sick |
| I’m Mr’s. |
| Untouchable, I’m like a lunchable |
| Play like it’s all fun and games when I’m done with you |
| Someone approachable, I’m unregrettable |
| Bitches is all talk, this ain’t no interview |
| Ooh, All that drama and that gossip, he can miss me, ooh |
| How the hell a broke nigga try to fix me? |
| Pretty bitch summer, got the whole gang mixy |
| Three, two shots got a bitch feelin' risky |
| A hundred down the 110 get her sideways |
| I told the bitches my way or the highway |
| Double park them driveways, over 5k's |
| That instagram shit was cute, we’ll tape his block later |
| Laugh now cry later, there goes another clout chaser |
| I seen that lil' shit you was uppin', it wasn’t 'bout |
| If you don’t wanna war with the don, then hop out fade me |
| If we talkin' 'bout my wrist and my neck, the price was outrageous |
| Bling Blaow at night, I could stare at Mei Ling callin' |
| You know these hoes go back and forth, bro let’s ping pong her |
| Tree hugger, she aesthetic but her knees longer |
| It’s the sleep walker, heard she got the feet caller, ugh |
| This fit is outrageous, don’t ask what it cost nigga |
| Two nines in the car, heard about us, we mosh people |
| When the ice hit the light, even made Ray Charles see me |
| Nigga ain’t no keepin' up is what y’all thinkin' |
| Workin' overtime, yeah I barely see my sheets, huh |
| bitch, and I ain’t getting beauty sleep |
| Gotta hit it with it, if you tryna get to me |
| 'Cause my schedule fillin' up, I’m booking summer to the spring |
| Ain’t nobody doin' harder, heard 'bout you, so what’s up with this? |
| It’s a difference between a puppet and who run the show |
| I rock the Magic City, bust some bands, lettin' hunnids go |
| All this ice drippin' on my body like a runny nose |
| Ask him what my life like now? |
| Cosmo and Vogue covers, up the price right now |
| Princess, let my fingers get that right, right now |
| Fat ass, four point, I was making me proud |
| My jewelry outrageous, don’t ask me what it cost me |
| Two times in the backseat, sipping on dark liquor |
| Ice hit the light, even make Ray Charles see me |
| Bitch, ain’t no keepin' up, what is y’all thinkin'? |
| Ooh, all that drama and that gossip, he can miss me (Ooh) |
| How the hell a broke nigga try to fix me? |
| Pretty bitch summer, got the whole gang mixy |
| Three, two shots got a bitch feelin' risky (Ooh) |
| All that drama and that gossip, he can miss me (Ooh) |
| How the hell a broke nigga try to fix me? |
| Pretty bitch summer, got the whole gang mixy |
| Three, two shots got a bitch feelin' risky (Pretty bitch music) |