lirik lagu risky – ybt
[intro]
sh*t be gettin’ risky (ayy, tre, we on now)
gang
let’s go
[chorus]
i can’t go nowhere without my bl!cky, sh*t be gettin’ wicked
ayy, i’ll cut your hands off if they sticky, sh*t be gettin’ risky
uh, i can’t trust no n*gga that be cappin’, sh*t be seemin’ fishy (nah)
ayy, he was talkin’ all that on the ‘net until he seen the glizzy (what?)
pop, hundred*round drum in the yop
ayy, nah, i won’t never talk to the cops (shh)
ayy, i don’t even take pictures with no guns, but whenever i do, i say it’s a prop
uh, b*tch sucked d*ck, had to tell her to stop
yeah, she tryna give me her head, her top (ugh)
ayy, go ask thе opps, they know how i rock
ayy, they know i’m strapped еverywhere with a glock (no cap)
[verse]
ayy, i feel like dmx, call up my dogs, b*tch, i’m finna send a threat (i’m finna send a bomb)
uh, n*ggas be talkin’ all this money sh*t, but n*ggas ain’t gettin’ no check (no cap)
ayy, n*ggas be playin’ ’round with a ten, but i seen ten times that (a hundred)
uh, n*gga wasn’t payin’ attention while in traffic, next thing you know he wrecked (boom)
ayy, next thing you know he whacked
he dead in the car, he was sendin’ a text
he on his phone until i came out of the window and hit that boy, now he stretched
ayy, might hit the mall and go get fly as a b*tch, so fly that you can’t get next
ayy, boy, you can’t even stand close to a n*gga, i’m so fresh that you can’t sit next to me
i’m probably somewhere walkin’ ’round with that arp on me (with the fifty)
or the glock 23 on me (or the thirty)
i know n*ggas who out to rob, probably out tryna scheme on me
ayy, so much on ice on me, got so much bling on me (ice)
ayy, i dare a n*gga to try to reach for any chain on me, i’m burnin’ sh*t like third degree (shh, bah)
[chorus]
i can’t go nowhere without my bl!cky, sh*t be gettin’ wicked (nah)
ayy, i’ll cut your hands off if they sticky, sh*t be gettin’ risky (ugh)
uh, i can’t trust no n*gga that be cappin’, sh*t be seemin’ fishy
ayy, he was talkin’ all that on the ‘net until he seen the glizzy (what?)
pop, hundred*round drum in the yop
ayy, nah, i won’t never talk to the cops
ayy, i don’t even take pictures with no guns, but whenever i do, i say it’s a prop
uh, b*tch sucked d*ck, had to tell her to stop
yeah, she tryna give me her head, her top
ayy, go ask the opps, they know how i rock
ayy, they know i’m strapped everywhere with a glock
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