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Money Man & Jackboy - Risky (Visualizer)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Man
Money Man
Performer
Jackboy
Jackboy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Nguyen
Joseph Nguyen
Composer
Pierre Delince
Pierre Delince
Lyrics
Tysen Jay Bolding
Tysen Jay Bolding
Lyrics
Warren Little Jr.
Warren Little Jr.
Composer

Lyrics

My dawg brother got hit yesterday, he was only sixteen My dawg brother got hit yesterday, he was only sixteen (Keez on the track) Man, this lifestyle that I live, this shit is risky Ain't been home in six months, did you miss me? Me and her gon' get to it if she consenting My dawg brother got hit yesterday, he was only sixteen I'm down to shoot, lil' bro will fire back Hundreds in my jeans, they look like thigh pads 12 killing, they didn't wanna see us in the graveyard First we boost our credit, then we go and get a race car The way I pick these up, they like, "You should've played baseball" Drove that pack from Houston, OKC, I feel like Chris Paul COVID-19 got these niggas sick, they tryna kill that shit People tell me I'm livin' too fast, I ain't tryna hear that shit I can't let nobody come distract me from my main goal All I burn exotic, I burn passionfruit and mangos My dawg said he fallin' off, I threw him a bag to hang on Treat these niggas like strippers with these bullets, they get rained on I look like a spotlight every time I put my chain on Ain't nobody leaving the trap until this fuckin' weight gone All these weapons at my disposal, I feel just like Pat Mahomes If money grow on trees, then let's just say my branch is overgrown Whoever say they king, them niggas finna come get overthrown Lil Cyrus bad as hell, I'm punching, know he watchin' Home Alone I just bought some acres in the country and some trailer homes All them nights of trapping dangerous, I was catching plays alone My nigga Zoe, I served him fifty at the Fontaine bleau My mama told me, "Son, you handsome, these hoes gon' hound you" And keep that negative energy 'way from 'round you Man, this lifestyle that I live, this shit is risky Ain't been home in six months, did you miss me? Me and her gon' get to it if she consenting My dawg brother got hit yesterday, he was only sixteen Racks in my jeans, they look like thighpads Still be blitzin' with that heater, run off with your sack I just pass that bitch to the team like I'm a quarterback And once I got her, it's up to me if you can have her back Matter fact, scratch that, you can't get your bitch back Fly lil' nigga with big racks Fly lil' nigga ain't never landing I took off to another planet I done took off, now these niggas can't stand me I done took off, now I can feed the family Wanna earn mine myself like Jalen Ramsey Get an IG model playin' in her panties She said, "How you bossed up during a pandemic?" Took time for me to run it up, now none of my cars be rented I don't give a fuck if I got a million bucks, play me, I'ma still come spin it These niggas do whatever for the clout, my killers gon' have you trending My killers gon' have you on the news in the graveyard That nigga play, we knock his face off I be with the 'migos, yeah, but I don't know take off Shout out mi amigo, yeah, all he know is hustle He can never fall off, throwin' blocks like a lineman I can knock all y'all off if I get my dawg to sign me I taught him what I knew, they movin' swifter than you I taught him what I knew, probably even more they did in school Man, this lifestyle that I live, this shit is risky Ain't been home in six months, did you miss me? Me and her gon' get to it if she consenting My dawg brother got hit yesterday, he was only sixteen I'm down to shoot, lil' bro will fire back Hundreds in my jeans, they look like thigh pads 12 killing niggas, they wanna see us in the graveyard First we boost our credit, then we go and get a race car
Writer(s): Joseph Nguyen, Tysen Bolding, Warren Little Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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