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Reckless Driving
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Reckless Driving was released on February 22, 2019 by Loyalty Gang as a part of the album Koba
AlbumKoba
February 22, 2019
LabelLoyalty Gang
LanguageEnglish
BPM125
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Mills produced this beat
Yeah, woke up this morning I stared at the wall
I thank the Lord that I ball
Movin' so fast I wish I could pause
Hopin' they free all my dogs
Whenever they call I'ma answer they call
You know I've been there before
So many real ones we done lost in the war
Of course I'ma ride for them all
I bought a Mazzy and crashed it
I bought a CL and crashed it
I drive the fastest
I ride around with a bad bitch
Fanny the fattest
I put her face in the mattress
All of these **** is actors
**** is plastic
I put an opp in the casket
I aim that shit at your basket
Hit 'til it shatter
I treat that shit like I practice
I never let a bitch get to my heart (Ever)
The last bitch I tore it apart (Yeah)
So I get brain and get head like I'm smart (Brain)
You fell in love with a shark
I got no love for the narcs
.40 it glow in the dark
You see it spark
Don't want no problems to start
That bitch'll bite like a shark
Freak out they jaws
He got a temper, be trippin' don't play 'em
I'm on them percs in the a.m.
I'm on them percs in the p.m.
I had your bitch in my DMs
I'm gettin' head from the three o' 'em
I told my BM to keep 'em
We don't lose sleep over bitches
I had a dream about snitches
That shit'll fuck with your vision
Boy I'm so good with decisions
Boy I got so many bitches, decisions, decisions
Decisions, decisions, decisions (Aye)
I cook a bird in the kitchen
I fuck your bitch in the kitchen
I had to bite a man's dishes
She got a ass like delicious
I had it all on her kitten
She want a baby she trippin'
Ain't her friend think he be trippin'
All hunnid shots how we missin'?
I treat my ex like she dead or somethin'
Can't give me head or nothin'
Askin' me questions you Fed or somethin'?
Ain't hit his legs or nothin'
I treat my ex like she dead or somethin'
Can't give me head or nothin'
Askin' me questions you Fed or somethin'?
Ain't hit his legs or nothin'
Woke up this morning, I stared at the wall (I stared at the wall)
I thank the Lord that I ball
Movin' so fast I wish I could pause (I wish I could pause)
Hopin' they free all my dogs
Whenever they call I'ma answer they call (That's real)
You know I've been there before
So many real ones we done lost in the war
Of course I'ma ride for them all
I bought a Mazzy and crashed it
I bought a CL and crashed it
I drive the fastest
I ride around with a bad bitch
Fanny the fattest
I put her face in the mattress
All of these **** is actors
**** is plastic
I put an opp in the casket
I aim that shit at your basket
Hit 'til it shatter
I treat that shit like I practice (Boom-boom, woo)
I treat that shit like I practice
I ride around with a bad bitch
I am so high, I'm Aladdin
You fuck with me and get tragic (Ha)
Written by: Ruben Domingo Colon, Albert Anthony Robinson
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