Reckless - 42 Dugg, Blac Youngsta

Flex on the beat, nigga

Young turnt niggas

The movement

Ayy (Feel me)

Ooh, shit (What?)

Out in Cali, throwin' up the 6 (Okay)

Lames on my dick

I’m the shit now, nigga, sit down

Ayy, don’t bend it over, bitch, shake it up

Ain’t throwin' shit 'til you naked, yeah

Young nigga, I’m reckless

Open up, catch it

He playin' with O’s, I’m stretchin'

Don’t pay for hoes, I’m straight

I’m sellin' P’s and H

Might serve a fiend then pray

Like bro, I got a deal

In a Lambo truck wearin' Bape

Any time I’m out to kill

They know this shit for real

Made a play for a seal

Then hit a two, it was double (Flip it)

Whole city sellin' pills

Ayy, free my fuckin' brother

I’m 42 but I’ma hustle

My bro tube and he gutter

Ayy, one fight, we all fightin'

Bitch, hustle gutter whole life

In the Z06 with the fall lights

In the V, still pullin' all-nighters

Freaky bitch send her address

I told my niggas they can all write her

No gun but I got dog license

And permission for me to sell it

We just got a sale for like sixty

Prefer to drive but we can mail it

I don’t fuck with niggas, they tellin'

Bitch, that’s real leather, that’s Pelle

This ain’t no dilemma, bitch, you ain’t Kelly

But yeah, sing to me, bitch

I don’t wanna hear shit you did, you still a queen to me

And she know how to get inside and bring them fiends to me

Ayy, you the shit, baby, the GOAT

Wearin' Balenciaga, no coat, bitch, ho

Gang gang, fuck nigga, lil' bitch

Me fallin' off, they’d love that

I done helped niggas, where the love at?

Red bandana, where my bloods at?

And I still got my cuz back

And the streets dry, where the plug at?

I’m in VLIVE, where the struggs at?

Real Memphis nigga layin' in the D

With two bitches, where the rug at?

I was movin' dope on the interstate

12 gauge shotty, that’s a penetrate

It’s a room for eight, it’s a dinner date

You ain’t got a play, then you in the way

I ain’t never liked that nigga anyway

Got a Lam' truck but I’m in the Wraith

Y’all niggas been in the hood

Still fucked up since I been away

Y’all still tryna pass me

Lamborghini with the glass seats

Y’all know I’m kinda flashy

It’s a robbery?

Gotta mask me

I know niggas wanna blast me

But they ain’t got the heart 'cause they plastic

You’ll die 'fore you see me in a casket

Police still tryna harass me

Tryna get rich?

I’m already

Shawty thick, I might hold her like a pallbearer

Young rich nigga come from shit

And I had to sit in a dark cell

CMG, Heavy Camp what I’m reppin'

Louis Vuitton, Louis Vuitton, how I’m steppin'

But she become a superstar when she naked

(Take one, action)

Yeah, bitch, I’m still active

Dope game fucked up, turned me to a rapper (Yeah)

At the door, still tryna UPS a package

My Amiris lookin' tacky (Why?) Bitch, I got all weak (Yeah)

Corner house thuggin', still yellin' free Skeet (Bitch)