Moneybagg Yo – Reckless (feat. Youngboy Never Broke Again) Lyrics

Moneybagg Yo – Reckless (feat. Youngboy Never Broke Again) Lyrics
Reckless
Moneybagg Yo (feat. Youngboy Never Broke Again)
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    "Reckless." - Moneybagg Yo (feat. Youngboy Never Broke Again)

    Album: Federal 3X
    Track No: 11
    Like, yeah
    Ay, see
    See, I'm a young **** with this paper
    You nah I'm sayin', I ain't gonna even lie, like
    Sometimes it get to me, you nah I'm sayin'
    I just popped a bean
    I just threw my neck back
    I'm in the latest machine
    I hope I don't wreck it
    Bitch, threaten me like she gon' leave
    Cool, ain't gon' sweat that
    You ain't never got no time for me
    I hate when she text that
    I just got flagged by the law
    I just had a minor set back
    Hunnid, hunnid with my dawgs
    Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ay
    I make that paper, I make that
    Neck and my wrist is on wet-wet
    At the crib, pour where the jet's at
    Name one thing I ain't best at
    I just hit me a lick, I just stretched that
    I'm on pills in the foreign, I might wreck that
    I just copped a AP, I love how it shine
    I ain't took the time to set that
    All my young **** still on that hot shit
    I can't fuck with you, you on that opp shit
    All that hatin' shit, that ain't gon' stop shit
    I be fly like dude in the cockpit
    She textin' me, talkin' 'bout she want better
    She wanna come round, but I won't let her
    This money got these **** so jealous
    But I keepin' scraps like Margielas, hey
    Still makin' sales, fuck twelve
    If I get caught, I make bail
    Pull up servin' with the tags out
    Still got the bail out the school hall
    Three shows, one night, that's a paycheck
    I just hopped off a Lear G5 jet
    Vibin', stylin', profilin'
    Bad bitch with me, she red Hi-Tech
    Hold up, she might be bad, but she don't listen
    Always talkin' 'bout other bitches
    Send my lil' **** on a mission
    I got that power like Fifty
    I just popped a bean
    I just threw my neck back
    I'm in the latest machine
    I hope I don't wreck it
    Bitch threaten me like she gon' leave
    Cool, ain't gon' sweat that
    You ain't never got no time for me
    I hate when she text that
    I just got flagged by the law
    I just had a minor set back
    Hunnid, hunnid with my dawgs
    Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ay
    I make that paper, I make that
    Neck and my wrist is on wet-wet
    At the crib, pour where the jet's at
    Name one thing I ain't best at
    Fly up to Cali, you know that I bet that
    Pull up, show my ass, I'm like where the check at
    Before I walk in, I'm like where purps at
    Turn up at the party, you know I success that
    Bitch textin' me, tryna see where I be at
    I told her I'm headed wherever the check is
    She said, when you comin' back to where I live?
    You need to find you a new me, you little bitch ass
    Don't fuck with me, then say that
    Bitch, then say that
    I chauffeur my car, in the back of the Maybach
    Don't fix your mouth to say what you gon' do
    I told a ho bitch you know I don't play that
    I walk around with a whole a lot of money
    Four of your boyfriends couldn't even make that, ho
    I just popped a bean
    I just threw my neck back
    I'm in the latest machine
    I hope I don't wreck it
    Bitch threaten me like she gon' leave
    Cool, ain't gon' sweat that
    You ain't never got no time for me
    I hate when she text that
    I just got flagged by the law
    I just had a minor set back
    Hunnid, hunnid with my dawgs
    Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ay
    I make that paper, I make that
    Neck and my wrist is on wet-wet
    At the crib, pour where the jet's at
    Name one thing I ain't best at

    Writer(s): Demario White.

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