young and reckless ft. YAR Solus Lyrics

KU$H oughta be that killer

Fuck with the drug dealers

Poppin the pills and sipping henny living like a sinner

He just blew a bitches back out

Tearing up that pussy she be screaming make her tap out

Sipping until he tripping hit the floor and watch him pass out

He just be the star

Lighting up the tar

Looking at his money can't see shit it's really far

Amount bizarre

Toking the fat cigar's

Ruger to your head and then I throw up Y-A-R

Bitch I'm reckless

Wetter than a necklace

Higher than a kite hopefully I don't go and wreck this

Prueyy just so fleshless

Leave a homie neck-less

Told this big ol' booty bitch to come and fucking get this (ah shit)

All this fuckin money it's unfair

I can't see these mobbas to much gasolina in the air

Hit the rare

Watch em' flare

You know KU$H don't ever care

I'm just fucking up on the pussy while I'm pullin on her hair

I light the blunt and watch em' stare

Bitch I'm flying first class

Smoking up on that good gas

Straight up out the good glass you know I ain't ever fake that

Oxy yeah I take that

Bitches in a lake hat

Never reminiscing got your bitch and I just take that

Flip another brick and sell a pack

KU$H lust landed looking for some bitches tell me where they at

Ammunition in the back and Solus toting hella straps

We got thirties on the dirty homie tell us where you at

It's young and reckless with the gat

Y-A-R just sipping codeine

Looking for my next high

All my brothers dope fiends

Pop another rock and watch a motherfucker OD

Leave a motherfucker dripping B-L double O-D

B-L double O-D

Leave em' with a nosebleed

Got a bad lil shawty and you know she finna throat me

Throwing all these rack's I been balling like I'm Kobe

We can fuck one time but you gotta keep it lowkey (shh)

Where the gas at?

Talking all that shit, where the fuck your mans at?

Ima steal his bitch cuz I know her ass fat

She gon' suck my dick where the fuck my pants at?

Bitch I feel like the goat (uh)

Killing all these beats, like I'm killing all these hoes

Pour me up some lean bitch I only sip fours

All my bitches know they the best without their clothes

Shoutout Y-A-R we gon' have to make a toast

Off the twisted

Keep on talking shit, I'm gon' steal your fucking mistress

Now she at my crib ima show her what a dick is

Keep on talking big ima show you what a stick is

Sip some drank, or some lean got me so conflicted

Uh, I don't need no talk

How you claiming crip but you got no go Glocks?

And how you claiming blood but you sent no shots?

Yeah, Y-A-R the only clique we going to the top

Oh, bitch I only pop rocks

Send your whole crew now the nine milli pop

I'm just an addict I can't even stop

And I'm fucking these bitches while sipping that Wock

Oh, bitch I'm way too high

I just leveled up, now my ex like why?

Skirt off in the Rari' while I scream goodbye

Ima be the best yeah until I die