Dangerous

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