RTG Freestyle Lyrics

Risk

Taker

Dopey Dopey Dope

Gang

In the Risk that I'm gonna take

I'ma take a chances, yeah

Every day, no Paul George

Extended clip we on his top, no Temp Fade

I keep a heat, we 3 deep

Quick to shoot a nigga, no D-Wade

Don't get caught on my side of town

Wear the wrong color, you gone lay

5-7, FN too

Get 11 shots like clay, ayy

I take his wallet we run his pockets

We beat him, then we flee away, ayy

Shout out to Qua, lost the Jacks the other day

That's my nigga, we gon' jack your shit

Mac jack the getaway

No hesitation, no repercussion

No move, we pressing play

Stop acting, nigga

You better play your role

Like it's a film, ayy

You niggas ain't bout it fasho

That on blood, I'm dying behind mine I'm a blowback, ya

Hit his ass up from the back, it was easy

Caught that boy lacking with his hoe ass, ya

Shit can get dirty, she can get wicket

All of my niggas stay with it, ya

Real trap, nigga, ain't doing no cash

App fuck it, just send it to my bitch

Ya Fuck it, just send it real quick, ya

All of my bitches, they thick, ya

Say it's up when you see me

I wouldn't wanna be him, he spooked and shit, ya

Keep that blick like a phone, ya

I ain't with the tussling you a dead man, ya

All of my niggas bang red and black

Shoot like Miami Heat, ya

R-T-G, screaming then three letters to the death of me, ya

Ayy, screaming them three letters to the death of me, ya

R-T-G, screaming them three letters to the death of me, ya

Screaming to the death of me, ya

Y'all know what the fuck going on

Ayy, I'm already knowing

Ayy, I'ma go back on that beat, though

Should i go back in that hoe

Might as well

Lets go, lets go

He gone, we'll really get ya known

500 plus just on some shoes, this shit on me cost

And nah i ain't cuffing no hoe, that's some shit

that the police would do, so I'ma get lost

You fine, you mine, hell nah, bitch chill, I'm just trying to fuck

Let me know if I got to bring the Glock

The ruger the chopper, cause I don't trust shit

After I'm done that's a assist, cause my partner

trying to fuck on the bitch, we just ran a play

That's my nigga, yeah, my A1

Small circle like a button, was hard-headed like a plate

Up the Glock, now squeeze the trigger, I can't wait

He want smoke like a choo-choo

Bless the fuck, nigga, no how chew

Make the boy jump like a birp

Spin back to back on your curve, gotta make it home

Can't get caught with this shit

Spin back to back on your curve, gotta make it home

Can't get caught with a blick

But if I get caught, I'ma jail

Up on the dale, keep me a shank like a stick

As soon as I get in the cell, I'm looking for gang if I

Don't see him I'm mugging and shit, bitch

Fuck you talking about, nigga

Nigga run up on me, swear to God

I'ma put his ass straight past the sun

Nigga getting extorted, eliminated

However u wanna say it, finish move

Mortal comeback , I'm coming back

Glahhh