Risk

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, just got my hair did Don't know how to act, bout to call yo bitch I'ma get her from the back Send her back home with a brand new bag Cause that bitch cute and she bad Screaming out papi but I ain't no dad Talking bout cash, you know I got racks Ain't telling no lies, just straight facts Tryna clear the mind so pass me the wax Small ass titties but a big fat ass Over here girl come put her on my lap And when I say clap I ain't talking no hands Tryna see something so I pull out some bands Ain't nothing going on we can make up some Plans Bring some friends and I'll bring my mans I ain't got no opps so I call them fans Finna blow up rapping on bandlab Woo, damn, switch up the flow My name Jo, you know how I go And she ain't with me, she ain't checking her phone So leave us alone, she ain't going back home She give me dome, all the way out from Salome Beating it up really slow and I'm off of Patron All of my shits are VLONE Nigga you know where I'm from, I do this for fun Most of these niggas is bum, don't play with me I keep a gun, just hand me a son I see blue lights then I run, she eat me up like I'm some gum Sweet like honey buns, boutta ball out on your bitch Talking bout I'm finna dunk, ain't smoking no runts Only smoking out of papers, no I don't f*ck on no blunts I be with the gang, what you thought it was a game Smoking on dank everywhere I go, leave a stank Keeping them things and they bang Laughin my way to the bank, nah I ain't what you say Get the f*ck out of my face, nigga get hit with what that K RIP two K Really smoking everyday, just to ease the fucking pain Damn, uh, how you fucking with no nigga Especially not with no bitch just tryna to get rich Nigga coming out the bottom like a bet I'll take Any risk put my momma in a benz Just wanna see you smile cause the hard life we used to live back when we was kids Nigga we ain't really have shit lost most of my realist friendships