Dangerous ft. Cartier Hendrix Lyrics

Forgive me Lord for sinning I know I been doing wrong

Say we don't play no games and shit, my dawg fucking dangerous

Who gon' tell them who we are

Split up, switch and flip a car

That shit that them nigga's need

red and green, blue and pink, that's in drink

That shit pissy, bitch its muddy, and it's stink

My momma told me focus on this bread, don't chase no gotdamn bitch

So I don't chase no gotdamn bitch, I'm tactical, my Glock got switch

We got big ol' clips, extendo not no dick

I ain't never cop no deuces, open season on a snitch, so we gon' let it rip

Forgive me Lord for living wrong, one day I'mma get it together

Spread this wealth and stack this cheddar, always working for that better

When I was a youngin , I just wanted that Beretta

I just touched the ARP, so I don't care about Berettas

Hey, I don't care about Berettas

I just touched the ARP, so I don't care about Berettas

I don't care about Berettas

I just touched the ARP, so I don't care about Berettas

She said she want me, I said she got good taste

Runnin to that sack like a motherfuckin race

Smoke me a blunt to the face, spray at a nigga like mace

I don't chase hoes, I get chased, tie that man up like it's lace

Gunnin to get to these millions, I'm blending in like a chameleon

Except when I got all my ice, it's bright, you see when I come in the building

It's racks in my pockets, I'm limping, this Glock like paper ripping

You saving hoes, tripping, I'm saving money, flippin

Smoking all this weed, my car look like a crock pot

All these fucking diamonds on my neck like mini crack rocks

All these niggas not hot, I put up in the drop top

Big ol' bezel on the wrist, I'm holding up a real clock

All these niggas say they getting money, Funny

All these niggas say they getting money, dummy

All these niggas say they bagging bitches, funny

How my dick had end up in her mouth like it's yummy

Say we don't play no games and shit, my dawg fucking dangerous

Who gon' tell them who we are

Split up, switch and flip a car

That shit that them nigga's need

red and green, blue and pink, that's in drink

That shit pissy, bitch its muddy, and it's stink

My momma told me focus on this bread, don't chase no gotdamn bitch

So I don't chase no gotdamn bitch, I'm tactical, my Glock got switch

We got big ol' clips, extendo not no dick

I ain't never cop no deuces, open season on a snitch, so we gon' let it rip

And we gon' let it fucking rip

Hey, and we gon' let it fucking hit

Hey, it's open season on a, whoa

Hey, it's open season on a, snitch