Reccless

Two hundred on the dash, I’m a do the whole thang
Nigga, I’m living reckless
Pistol on my lap, in the whip, no stash
Nigga, I’m living reckless
Fuck a bitch, try to hit a lick
Nigga, I’m living reckless
Yellin' out Crip ‘till the nigga dead and gone
Nigga, I’m living reckless
I’m livin' reckless
I don’t need no bitch because I’m selfish
Yeah you got a burner
But you only got it for protection
Yeah I’ve got some big shit
But 45. my
Hit your block up
Teach your bitch ass a lesson
Ah, fightin' niggas like Tekken
Chills a nigga weapon
Big time two steppin'
I said, bitch I’m two steppin'
Ay, bitch I think I’m Superman
No nigga got me stressin'
Fuck a bulletproof vest bitch
I told you I’m livin' life reckless
All my niggas, extras
I’m a die from the reference
Robbin' these niggas for their chains
Shit probably fake, while I’m takin' these chances
Niggas they know my name
Tatted up loc gang I’m rappin'
Antique in the moment
Yeah hoe, who got the leverage
Fuck a seatbelt yeah a nigga drivin' batch
It’s on the dash
Two hundred on the dash, I’m a do the whole thang
Nigga, I’m living reckless
Pistol on my lap, in the whip, no stash
Nigga, I’m living reckless
Fuck a bitch, try to hit a lick
Nigga, I’m living reckless
Yellin' out Crip ‘till the nigga dead and gone
Nigga, I’m living reckless
I’m livin' reckless
Bitch I got a deathwish
You know I keep a chopper boy
Bitch I’m on some deck shit, light him up
Double back, then get the rest hit
Now that’s how you send a message
You talk shit
Your dead homies who you rest with, tech bitch
AR rip through doors in that vest shit
It’s young, I’m at my best bitch
These niggas songs ain’t fuckin' with my worst shit
I murk shit
Chalk him out they haul him out like he movin'
I be swaggin' bitches on me got their pussy oozin'
TC know me on these verses I just fuckin' murder
Why you think that hottest tracks, he let me throw me on ‘em
This realness too heavy comin' that’s a fuckin' warning
You think it’s draw the fuckin' pistol on ‘em
This realness too heavy comin' that’s a fuckin' warning
You think it’s draw the fuckin' pistol on ‘em
Two hundred on the dash, I’m a do the whole thang
Nigga, I’m living reckless
Pistol on my lap, in the whip, no stash
Nigga, I’m living reckless
Fuck a bitch, try to hit a lick
Nigga, I’m living reckless
Yellin' out Crip ‘till the nigga dead and gone
Nigga, I’m living reckless