lirik lagu 1 time – risktakerleek
[intro: risktakerleek]
(dreadhead cut a fool on this one)
grrah
gang
gang
(it’s fresh808gang)
[chorus: risktakerleek]
bro in the kitchen, he whippin’ it up
you see 700, boy, you better duck
why? ’cause them n*ggas shootin’ sh*t up
grrah, them n*ggas don’t give a f*ck
shots to his stomach, it come out his spine
he not a gangster, he droppin’ them dimes
gang, that n*gga p*ssy, one time
that ho in love, i only f*ck one time
[verse 1: risktakerleek]
backwood full of dead opps
they don’t ride over here, that’s a headshot
d*ckies suit and some reeboks
i’ll beat out the pack ‘fore i punch a clock
we drop your ass any time of the year, it ain’t evеn gotta be hot
shoutout big bruh, he beat up thе pot
in traffic with shank, he beat up the block
when we pull up, we ain’t tryna box
we tryna pull up with choppers and glocks
we aim ’em at you, we don’t aim at your spot
f*ck it, i’ll turn off that k, set up shop
she pop her a perky and eat up the c*ck
we catch him in traffic, it’s shots in his car
try to get away, but he won’t make it far (dreadhead cut a fool on this one)
we tryna put us a b*tch in the stars
[chorus: risktakerleek]
bro in the kitchen, he whippin’ it up
you see 700, boy, you better duck
why? ’cause them n*ggas shootin’ sh*t up
grrah, them n*ggas don’t give a f*ck
shots to his stomach, it come out his spine
he not a gangster, he droppin’ them dimes
gang, that n*gga p*ssy, one time
that ho in love, i only f*ck one time
[verse 2: big yavo]
ayy, some n*ggas just rap, but i’m really like that
you sayin’ you trap, so b*tch, where your ice at?
n*ggas be dissin’, but i never type back
just try me in person, put your ass where a kite at
i’m just ready to bump, so i don’t wear tight sh*t
light could be on or off, still gon’ see this ice hit
i’m havin’ too much money, you can’t do it like this
all of my glocks be freaky, you can tell ’cause they like d*ck (it’s fresh808gang)
got a p for thirteen and i sold it for twenty*six
turn odell beckham to saquon barkley
i’m smokin’ cookie like bob marley
b*tch, this chrome hearts, not ed hardy
don’t reach for my chain, got my glock in the party
white b*tch in the sprinter and she goin’ gnarly
white b*tch in the sprinter and she goin’ crazy
and you won’t see me out unless somebody pay me
sippin’ on wock’, sh*t got me lazy
can’t lie, that lil’ ho played me
know that b*tch wish she ain’t play me
she wanna f*ck me to this day
i ain’t gon’ lie, my money crazy
i got a hundred in my savings
stack this sh*t up for my babies
i’m booked up, come get you a date (dreadhead cut a fool on this one)
come get you a date
[chorus: risktakerleek]
bro in the kitchen, he whippin’ it up
you see 700, boy, you better duck
why? ’cause them n*ggas shootin’ sh*t up
grrah, them n*ggas don’t give a f*ck
shots to his stomach, it come out his spine
he not a gangster, he droppin’ them dimes
gang, that n*gga p*ssy, one time
that ho in love, i only f*ck one time
[outro]
(it’s fresh808gang)
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