Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Pranay Soumen Roy
Songwriter:in
Abdul Haseeb
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Risk it
Risk it with my missus,
Ardnt never misses
She gave head, she kiss it
If I'm gone, she miss it
If I'm gone, she miss it
If I'm, if I'm
If I'm gone, she miss it
Things I do are Elicit
And they really be hatin' guess they need a fuckin visit
Stacking on the digit
Ardnt why you rigid
My bitch she so wicked
And she know how to risk
It's a job how I'm rockin it everyday
In this bitch I'm so fly in every way
Been a while I didn't geek now its everyday
Pussy so good , taste like crème brûlée
Trampole
I know what you tryna say
Everyday, Andale, Andale
Get off my face
I told that bitch to get off my face
I'm getting late
She getting played
(huh)
I serve the bass
(huh)
I need the base
(huh)
Getting pasted
I told her this not a race
(huh)
Different places
We was in the race car
Rovers, tesla
Ardnt make a hit so he know I never miss huh
Never miss
(huh)
Written by: Abdul Haseeb, Pranay Soumen Roy