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Risk It
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Risk It was released on October 2, 2026 by 17LostEmotionZ as a part of the album Off Da Top Vol.1
October 2, 2026
Label17LostEmotionZ
LanguageEnglish
BPM82
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no, no (Yo, Smallz)
17
Oh, no, no, no
(Run that up, Rico)
Grrt, grrt
Southside shit
(Learned a lot of pain, ain't learned nothin' in classes)
(Yeah, breakin' glasses)
(Is you gon' ride? 'Cause I been feelin' like this shit ain't endin')
(I was high before I take flight, slide but I still take flight)
Takin' risks, yeah, my whole life (Grrt)
Risk it, **** scared to risk it (Risk it)
Take that risk, get richer
Like a bitch, you Bishop (Pussy)
Gamblin' with the devil (The devil)
Please, don't touch my metal (Don't touch)
Pop his top, the block be hot like kettles (Pop his top)
Trappin' all day, we gettin' some hood medals (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Put a opp boy on shelf, hood trophies (Yeah-yeah, for real)
You know the streets ain't got no love (Man, the streets ain't got no love)
Introduce you to some thugs (Introduce you to some thugs)
So much dead smoke up in my lungs
Grind, **** (Grind)
Cut through that block and slide with it (Grrt, grrt)
Ride with it (Ride with it)
'Cause I ain't tryna die young
Hope lie for me (Lie for me)
'Cause I've been doin' hella wrong (Doin' hella wrong)
They fake and you knew that
You switched, how you do that? (How you do that?)
We ain't ever hold our tongue (Nah)
He pussy, bet he run (He run)
That Glocky turn to Runtz (Grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt, big Glock)
Look at that shit that we done
Smoke one, got me faded (Smoke one, got me faded)
And my brother on the run, left a **** wasted
You know that I'm the one (You know that I'm the one)
It's murder when we come (You know it's murder when we comin')
I've been tryna tell you some'
For real, no bap
Risk it (Risk), **** scared to risk it (Oh, yeah)
Take that risk, get richer (Get rich)
Like a bitch, you Bishop
Gamblin' with the devil (The devil)
Please, don't touch my metal
Pop his top, the block be hot like kettles (Pop his top)
Trappin' all day, we gettin' some hood medals (Yeah, yeah-yeah, hood medals)
Put a opp boy on shelf, hood trophies (Put a opp boy on shelf, for real)
You know the streets ain't got no love (You know the streets ain't got no love)
Introduce you to some thugs (I'm gon' introduce you to some thugs)
So much dead smoke up in my lungs (Dead smoke, ****)
Written by: Tafari Minott
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