Lyrics Risky - Saweetie, Drakeo The Ruler

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)