young and reckless (feat. YAR Solus)
KU$H oughta be that killer
Fuck with the drug dealers
Poppin the pills and sipping henny living like a sinner
He just blew a bitches back out
Tearing up that pussy she be screaming make her tap out
Sipping until he tripping hit the floor and watch him pass out
He just be the star
Lighting up the tar
Looking at his money can't see shit it's really far
Amount bizarre
Toking the fat cigar's
Ruger to your head and then I throw up Y-A-R
Bitch I'm reckless
Wetter than a necklace
Higher than a kite hopefully I don't go and wreck this
Prueyy just so fleshless
Leave a homie neck-less
Told this big ol' booty bitch to come and fucking get this (ah shit)
All this fuckin money it's unfair
I can't see these mobbas to much gasolina in the air
Hit the rare
Watch em' flare
You know KU$H don't ever care
I'm just fucking up on the pussy while I'm pullin on her hair
I light the blunt and watch em' stare
Bitch I'm flying first class
Smoking up on that good gas
Straight up out the good glass you know I ain't ever fake that
Oxy yeah I take that
Bitches in a lake hat
Never reminiscing got your bitch and I just take that
Flip another brick and sell a pack
KU$H lust landed looking for some bitches tell me where they at
Ammunition in the back and Solus toting hella straps
We got thirties on the dirty homie tell us where you at
It's young and reckless with the gat
Y-A-R just sipping codeine
Looking for my next high
All my brothers dope fiends
Pop another rock and watch a motherfucker OD
Leave a motherfucker dripping B-L double O-D
B-L double O-D
Leave em' with a nosebleed
Got a bad lil shawty and you know she finna throat me
Throwing all these rack's I been balling like I'm Kobe
We can fuck one time but you gotta keep it lowkey (shh)
Where the gas at?
Talking all that shit, where the fuck your mans at?
Ima steal his bitch cuz I know her ass fat
She gon' suck my dick where the fuck my pants at?
Bitch I feel like the goat (uh)
Killing all these beats, like I'm killing all these hoes
Pour me up some lean bitch I only sip fours
All my bitches know they the best without their clothes
Shoutout Y-A-R we gon' have to make a toast
Off the twisted
Keep on talking shit, im gon' steal your fucking mistress
Now she at my crib ima show her what a dick is
Keep on talking big ima show you what a stick is
Sip some drank, or some lean got me so conflicted
Uh, I don't need no talk
How you claiming crip but you got no go Glocks?
And how you claiming blood but you sent no shots?
Yeah, Y-A-R the only clique we going to the top
Oh, bitch I only pop rocks
Send your whole crew now the nine milli pop
I'm just an addict I can't even stop
And I'm fucking these bitches while sipping that Wock
Oh, bitch I'm way too high
I just leveled up, now my ex like why?
Skirt off in the Rari' while I scream goodbye
Ima be the best yeah until I die