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Felix Oyintonyo Dabrilagha
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Talk to a nigga who bad
Talk to a nigga who bad
G-G-Stacks
Talk to a nigga who bad
Talk to a nigga who bad
G-G-Stacks
Nigga who bad
Talk to a nigga who bad
G-G-Stacks
Yeah
Reckless boy that's me
Yunno I got the steez
Bitches think I'm mean
They don't know the half of it
I can never trust a pig
Fuck the police
I just gotta get the cream
Get the dollar dollar bills y'all
Reckless boy that's me
Yunno I got the steez
Bitches think I'm mean
They don't know the half of it
I can never trust a pig
Fuck the police
I just gotta get the cream
Get the dollar dollar bills y'all
Pull up on gang
Girl I don't want no romance
Better take that over there
I'm tryna get racks it got one thing in common with ass
I love how they feel in my hands
I gotta do it
I'm taking a chance
Tellin'em niggas they gotta relax
I'm just switching up gears
When I take off, I'ma leave 'em in dirt (brrrr)
I get a call on the trap phone
I don't pick up if it's random, yuh
I don't want no interaction
I'm goin' in through the back door yuh
I know they got an agenda
Mind the people you depend on yuh
Cause when it's all said and done it really get cold in this
Reckless boy that's me
Yunno I got the steez
Bitches think I'm mean
They don't know the half of it
I can never trust a pig
Fuck the police
I just gotta get the cream
Get the dollar dollar bills y'all
Reckless boy that's me
Yunno I got the steez
Bitches think I'm mean
They don't know the half of it
I can never trust a pig
Fuck the police
I just gotta get the cream
Get the dollar dollar bills y'all
The wicked
Live from the booth
I'm in this bitch with the troops
Got niggas chuckin' the deuce
My oppers in soup
I aim for tops from the roof
I'll put your big bro on the news
Got nothin' to lose
Niggas is thinkin' it's sweet
I'm in Wuse, I'm lurkin' on streets
I'm really a creep
Really leave niggas deceased
Do dirt and go skrrt in a Jeep
I'm playin' for keeps
Nigga don't play with a shooter
I hold my pants up with Medusa's head
Up in your dreams Freddie Kruger
My clip a ruler
Make a move you dead
We out at night, put the kids to bed
We don pop out, fill his brains with lead
Aim for the top
We ain't takin' legs
Wonder who's shot, nigga, take a guess
Reckless boy that's me
Yunno I got the steez
Bitches think I'm mean
They don't know the half of it
I can never trust a pig
Fuck the police
I just gotta get the cream
Get the dollar dollar bills y'all
Reckless boy that's me
Yunno I got the steez
Bitches think I'm mean
They don't know the half of it
I can never trust a pig
Fuck the police
I just gotta get the cream
Get the dollar dollar bills y'all
Writer(s): Felix Dabrilagha
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