(Aha)
Know the fuck going on nigga
(Aye)
RECCLESS
Gang
Know that nigga lyin', said we don't be outside
Lyin' should be a crime, when you do it, look me in my eyes
Know that I ain't lying
We get to it, see me televised
Know you keep on tryin', gon' end up dyin' that 4-nick left em' fried
But I'm speakin' facts, when I say my side put that pole to face
You ain't got no racks, and then we catch you, then you know you ate
You ain't took no nap, well okay
Get that pole to bless you
You up in the trap, you throwed away
Bitch, what you up next to?
Never been the type, that had to tell them folks bout' what I did
Never been the type, to play with hair, I swear we get his wig
Never been the type to do no dance, I swear we make em' jig
Give a fuck bout' who you is,
Give a fuck bout' what you did
You ain't no pressure
Bitch I send them shots,
Ion send no message, ain't no texter
When we send em' out, you know that them bitches come with extra
Quick to turn yo' ass to bolt
Keep that burner in my coat
You don't learn, yo' ass gon' float
We gon' burn em and go ghost
But I'm speakin facts, when I say my side, put that pole to face
You ain't got no racks, and then we catch you
Then you know you ate
You ain't took no nap, well okay
Get that pole to bless you
You up in the trap, you throwed away
Bitch, what you up next to?