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risky - ardilini lyrics

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[verse 1]
i’m feelin dangerously risky
i’m finna commit a crime
i drink hennessy out the bottle
f*ck tequila and a lime
i’m a boss, i run this b*tch
and you know i be on that time
i got two sides, coin flip
my mood depends on the dime
chalk squared around your body
i be actin like a mime
i’m just startin off
and already i’m in my prime
i know people gonna hate
but it won’t knock me off my grind
i’m not one to give a f*ck
but i do not play bout mine
i dont follow instructions
diy it like it’s slime
imma switch this up cuz
i can’t write and i can’t rhyme

[verse 2]
i ain’t from nyc but
i could still f*ck up some drill
i got that heat when i write
and i know i’m giving you chills
climb to the top of the charts
i’m just searching for a thrill
buckets filled with money
i’m moving like jack and jill
imma flip you like a krabby patty
toss you on the grill
i’m ruthless and cold blooded
i’m goin in for the k!ll
[verse 3]
you’re new to the game
and this requires some sk!ll
you’re not on my level yet
if you pull up we
getting deals
i eat edibles up like
a death row meal
imma get famous
and imma make myself a mil
all the money goes to chris
i’m signing the will
slide him a verse like
i’m slidin a pill
let’s go, now we
getting to the dough

[verse 1 (cxtxlyst)]
walking out that b*tch, but i got one foot out the door

flexin on these crackers, yeah it’s workin out my core
b*tches don’t f*ck with me because they do not know the lore
i’m not talkin to you crackas cause ya’ll feel like such a chore
the way i’m doing my to do list, i be asking to do more
the way i bring it down, i put her ass into the floor
bend her back out leave her screaming i know she be such wh0re
bro she didn’t shave the jungle, like diego, i explore
she wanna shake that ass so i ask what she do it for
i got 9 inches in my pants that i be packing
i pull up with automatics, 9 mils, know we ain’t lacking
so pull up into our hood, cause these guns gon get to cracking
making all this money from the drugs that i be trapping
i’m with my boy arden, yeah you know we get to snapping
hanging with the homies, all the brothers that we dapping
even the streets know our name, bro we got h*lla traction
movie star up in this b*tch, yeah we got h*lla action
[verse 2 (cxtxlyst)]
i’m surviving for my life, yeah we got h*lla rations
i tried to get a job, but this rap sh*t was my passion
i got older music, f.a.p. now it’s redacted
think about it tons, thinking that sh*t be so tragic
but i level up my game, and i’m feeling so exquisite
knock me off my horse and get back up like no ones business
and the flow will never stop, so what is the human limit
try to step into my shoes, but your feet will never fit it
landing to your crib, what’s the drop, dusty divot
turning in the sheets, f*cking on yo b*tch, i make her pivot
paying all these b*tches cause you know that we be tapping

[verse 4]
i always got the oops on me
but they never catch me lacking
one sound fills the room
but it ain’t cheeks
my gun be clapping
shoot him in the back
now that’s hitting him
in the back end
loot him, take his money
now im finna cash in
he just made me h*lla bands
i’m getting the racks in
everybody hates on me
but i’m the one whose laughing
she throw the ass toward me
imma catch it
call me super mario
the way that i be smashing bros
my n*gga is a femboy
gave him $50 for his nails and toes
don’t forget the head
scratch my back and my shoulders
don’t matter the weight
i could toss a boulder
stop trying to press me little b*tch
i said it’s over
f*ck her in the backseat of the range
i’ll bend her rover
she got lucky when she found me
i’m a four leaf clover
[verse 5]
at the bench
getting my reps in
i’m finna lift her
throw her on the bed
like a baseball
pitcher
she wanna record it
i said “nah take a picture”
i hit it and leave
no, i ain’t gonna miss her
we f*cked lousy
cuz we just poured up some liquor
i’m a f*cking munch
i’m god d*mn p*ssy l!cker
rewind it
change the baseball stats
now i’m a hitter
i hit it like a king
i don’t hit it like a jester
she screaming loud for me
like lincoln park
chester

[outro]
she worship me on her knees
i’m guessin i blessed her
my hands all on her body
she want me to caress her

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