Danger

歌詞

Chrome Heart jeans, I'm kind of done with them Amiri's Some call it crazy, half a ticket on some earrings Ask for decade, had a plug when I was 16 PTSD, I ain't sleep, so I ain't got dreams Two things I ain't running out This money and this lean Two things I care about My family and my team We was suppose to keep it on the low but why you scream Ballin' like the playoffs, I'm tryna get a ring Payouts in Miami Pretty vibes wildin' out like they work for Nick Cannon Tell that Bitch to have a seat, I know that she can't stand it Tell them boys it's fuck 'em all, ain't got no understanding Legend in my neighborhood for real, free Shannon Keeping my composure, I'm on chill, I can't panic They say I wouldn't make it pass 2 years but I managed to You suppose to go with how you feel, I'm not mad at you G-wagon matte blue She gettin' my rocks off I buy her Goyard Fuck all the time, I still act like I'on know her I heard that pressure busts pipes, I come so hard Why y'all all on my dick, you know that's yo hoe job Ain't worried 'bout nothing Everybody they own boss We all getting this money Call it what you wanna call it I'm one of the owners I could of exposed you brodie, but ain't gon' talk about it I was in the trap too I fucked up my sack too Most of that shit cap Can't go for that You say it's facts, prove it Plug had us on a stand still But now we back movin' They thought they was winning Till I entered, now they back losing' Brodie in prison on an iPhone getting tattooed I don't know who told you to come for me That's a bad move I ain't in no space for no company I'm in a bad mood Only thing I gotta abide by is that cash rules If you think I ain't running this money up, you a damn fool Trying to count my pocket, my networth ain't on no damn Google Fifty million dollars in a year, if I'm lying shoot me 500 thousand every show, I'm on my grind stupid I been fucking her and her bestfriend, I put 'em in a group text They done made you mad, get in yo bag That's how you 'pose to do that Everybody got a hunnid guns They know where not to shoot at I'ma get this guap until I'm done Bro, I can promise you that I was on the block when shit was lit for real Where the fuck was you at? Never drop no salt then hit a bitch for real Bro, we don't do that We the ones that really out here pushing, bro I thought you knew that Come through in that wassaname Everybody look like who dat She gettin' my rocks off I buy her Goyard Fuck all the time, I still act like I'on know her I heard that pressure busts pipes, I come so hard Why y'all all on my dick, you know that's yo hoe job Ain't worried 'bout nothing Everybody they own boss We all getting this money Call it what you wanna call it I'm one of them owners I could of exposed you brodie But I ain't gon' talk about it