Reckless ft. Trav & A. Mims Lyrics

Rocking a neckless

Getting so reckless

Running hits up like a check list

Try to go check this

You can not wreck this

Goddamn I'm just acting reckless

Rocking a neckless

Getting so reckless

Running hits up like a check list

Try to go check this

You can not wreck this

Goddamn I'm just acting reckless

Changing my ways okay

The feelings so great we up on the way

This is the come up better stay out the way

If you do not then we up in your place

How can you talk with your kinda wage

I'm turning the page

You bitches are fake anyways

Never minding the hate

Too much on the plate

Never gets to me still to this day

It's really so simple

That's what happens when you treat your mind like a temple

Rocking the tempo

Bitches in line just to know what I rap for

What I gotta cap for

Tryna rap my way into a condo

Bars left and right like a combo

Flow is getting lit like a candle

Like Rambo with unlimited ammo

Tryna show them that I'm off of the chain

Tryna show them that I'm full of the flames

All black Audi when I'm switching the lanes

Real homies in the crew we ain't fucking with lames

See the way that I'm repping my name

See the way that I'm rapping my pain

All you hoes better stay in your place

Talking all that shit get the fuck out my face

Who you think you fucking with truly

Way you balling get you stuck in the drew league

I see all red looking through rubies

In the studio making movies

So tell me the truth

I'm the illest you know inside of the booth

Don't get it confused

I'm just starting to cut this shit loose loose loose

Rocking a neckless

Getting so reckless

Running hits up like a check list

Try to go check this

You can not wreck this

Goddamn I'm just acting reckless

Rocking a neckless

Getting so reckless

Running hits up like a check list

Try to go check this

You can not wreck this

Goddamn I'm just acting reckless

Swiping and running a temple

Running your shit with a clip to your temple

Popping that shit like a pimple

Y'all bitches funny talking about money

I swear it's so simple

Acting like its complicated

Then they get jaded

And try to go fuck up my mental

That's why I feel like I'm better alone no more hoes in my zone

Tryna fuck up my end goal

But a angle going crazy

Turn that shit back on me got me flipping a 180

Man I swear to God he gave me Eve as my lady I would take the fruit she offer me like a Caiman

What you talking about arranging

Mims ain't got the time all these bitches wanna date him

He don't wanna date so these bitches gonna hate him but I know they gotta love me Cause I got the bitches on me when I'm

Rocking a neckless

Getting so reckless

Running hits up like a check list

Try to go check this

You can not wreck this

Goddamn I'm just acting reckless

Rocking a neckless

Getting so reckless

Running hits up like a check list

Try to go check this

You can not wreck this

Goddamn I'm just acting reckless