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J Hus - Reckless (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
J Hus
J Hus
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ikeoluwa Oluwatobi Oluwajare Oladigbolu
Ikeoluwa Oluwatobi Oluwajare Oladigbolu
Songwriter
Momodou Jallow
Momodou Jallow
Songwriter
Rahul Kale
Rahul Kale
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TSB
TSB
Producer
Sunny Kale
Sunny Kale
Producer
JAE5
JAE5
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

BCM, BCM, BCM Born Chasing Mafia Bare Cream, motherfucker Haha, yo, listen We're coming like the military A thousand bales come in like a tooth fairy See you getting clapped up, I'm coming like a visionary Pole looking Bloody Mary Hitting anybody near me, my own friends moving wary Reckless, reckless, aggressive, aggressive Reckless, reckless, please don't vex us Reckless, reckless, delete all my texts Reckless, reckless, uh Girl, wan' sex us, you know what sex is? Reckless, reckless, grab her by the necklace So much neck, girl gon' need a neck brace Girl saw my bracelet, now she wanna embrace I just fuck face, then touch base I'm gettin' back to the trenches in a rush Come back to my senses when I bust Pray my niggas bust case I got guys doing boot-ins with a hot face They the reason why your estate is not safe Two man clipping with the clipper, then they part ways When they die, they gon' reside in a hot place How this beef even start in the first place? Reckless, reckless, aggressive, aggressive Reckless, reckless, please don't vex us Reckless, reckless, delete all my texts Reckless, reckless, reckless, reckless I'm never stationary A thousand bales sitting in my inventory The day I stepped out my drum, I became legendary I'ma bang for my don, cah it's mandatory Live to tell the story Reckless, reckless, Stratford, not Texas How they gonna test us? We handin' out testers You think I'm a flexer? You think I'm a wrestler? Be sure I'ma press any time I'm under pressure Man wan' hex us, you know what hex is? My uncle cursed them, they'll burn in their trenches All got agendas, they all turned against us Show them 'bout gangsta, we smoke 'em like ganjas The war's on, you gon' know who your friends are Daily offender, crazy Eastender Our last encounter was way back November Invade your ends, then we spray from the centre
Writer(s): Momodou Lamin Jallow, Rahul Kale, Ikeoluwa Oluwatobi Oluwajare Oladigbolu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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