
Risks ft. Kwon Bank$ Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Ay, grown man never cry bout Ls cause this shit economics
Ten toes in the grid, look at my knuckles, it got some tape around em
Think the bank done found me, I'm seeing bread and so much cake around me
And made me blink, I'll flip the kill switch and won't even think about it
Had to cut my ties, you played both sides, you said it was you and me
Just lock in, fuck that bitch and get some money it's so much you can be
Week been long, I told that bitch, come over, get nasty between the sheets
I stand on business, it's calluses on my hand, I'm working, you can see it
Mm, please believe me, pussy scared and we the reason
Mob ties, we walk into the spot and niggas get to leaving
Hit her on the balcony on Sunday, make a call for Jesus
Get shit gone, it's like Monday to Monday, I be feelin' like Jesus
I can name a few reasons why I got this gun with me
You played that shit foul and that shit stuck with me
I get high and keep the fake shit tucked up under me
I feel naked when the iron ain't touching me
Hearing demons but my angels cover me
One look in your eyes and I know that you bluffing me
One transaction, get the diamond princess cut from me
Used to move in luxury, none of this shit luck for me
I treat them like the opps and I thought that shit was brotherly
Play with mine, the chopper get to bussin', get to stuttering
How many blues fit in this bag, I've been wondering
Smoking gas till my eyes close, barely functioning
We inhaling hella smoking, if it's up then know it's stuck with me
This shit like a party, cause I got diamonds dancing
Really dripping in this fashion, shorty suck me with a passion
Lead my troops like I'm a captain, 160 on the dashes
When I slide through traffic, if he play this shit get tragic
I keep tools like a mechanic, my neck wet just like Atlantis
Three, five, burn down the ashes, shoot the clip, that shit for practice
In the cut just like a bandage, I can't change how that shit happen
Stuffing money in the mattress, my new bitch look like a actress
Vacuum sealing up this package, she just tried me like I'm average
Deal the opps a hundred damage, BNB look like a mansion
A lot of motion, hella traction, I know they know I'm bout action
I put shit up in the attic, I brought paper, not no plastic
Calculated risk, calculated chaos
Nigga tried hop in that water
He couldn't swim like it was Baywatch
I got shit in order like OCD
And it ain't shit to say now
Playa nigga, this bitch get to trippin
I just tell her lay down
I don't know bout no stars and stripes on flags
But niggas know what I stand for
Fuck a nigga sister
He gon' try and kill me like Tony Montana
Shit get hectic, I get in front of this mic, it seem like this the way now
I done made a lil' money and shit today, so I'ma smoke my J now
I done got so sick and tired of niggas talking and carrying on
Liquor got me toasted, feel like Hotboy cut the fan on
Mad bitch, I ain't worried bout no beef, I'm talking cash shit
It's a choice, I pick my damn money over a bad bitch