reckless (Explicit)
johan lenox「reckless (Explicit)」はjohan lenoxの曲です, 2020, Pop。長さは2:48, 59 lines / 446 words。
歌詞
0:07Composer: Johan Lenox, KEY!
0:12Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless
0:14Drivin' with a buzz, I'm gonna reck this
0:17I can't bring nobody to my mom's crib
0:20She don't want me bringin' through
0:23Twenty-eight, we been on the same shit
0:26Skippin' over cracks in the pavement
0:29All my favorites
0:32So we pour up, we're lookin' for a quick fix
0:36Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless
0:38Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless
0:42Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless
0:45Got-got-got-got-got-got-got-got—
0:49We all gonna die, yo
0:51We all gonna die, yo
0:54Him and you and I know
0:58So why aren't we gettin' high though? Yeah
1:00I started early, please catch up (Yeah, please catch)
1:03Hasta la vista, man, I'm higher than I flex
1:07Pull up, get the cash and then I ex'
1:09You ain't talkin' money, you could miss me like my ex
1:13Little holidays and the drunk text messages
1:16Please know I have stopped givin' a fuck like I was Hell of it
1:19Please no teeth, did your momma teach you etiqutte?
1:22Please drink some water, hard, it's not gettin', it's delicate
1:25Ayy, twenty-four hours and it's still not enough
1:28I play too much, I get that paper, then ball it up
1:31Why you ex'd up like you can't move on?
1:34She back home, got a nigga, yeah, he gone
1:37Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless
1:40Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless
1:43Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless (Reckless)
1:46Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless (Reckless)
1:50Pop-pop-poppin' pills early in the mornin' (Slime)
1:53And I'm on it, ooh, baby girl, she on me (Ooh yeah)
1:56Oh, she want it, oh, I stick it in her mind, a warnin'
2:00Okay, gettin' the money, money is my habit
2:03I got the money, money got the shooters
2:04I got the Glock and I don't do the Ruger
2:05Spendin' my money, I send it, make shooter
2:07Baptize a nigga, tell 'em, "Hallelujah"
2:08And I just bless my shooters
2:10Okay, step on these niggas, these niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit
2:13I turn these niggas to some bitches
2:15Yeah, gang, gang, gang, she ain't with it
2:164L gang, that business, yeah
2:18Money always over bitches
2:19Money gon' make a bitch cum
2:21And I'm a witness to that
2:23Money gon' make a bitch dumb (Money gon' make a bitch dumb)
2:24Money gon' make a bitch dumb
2:27I just found my car by the decline (Reckless)
2:29Steal a couple snacks in the meantime (Reckless)
2:32The plug send me good, I'ma beeline
2:35Took the red to the orange to the green line
2:38Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless (Reckless)
2:42Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless
2:45Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless (Reckless)
2:48Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless
Composer: Johan Lenox, KEY! Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless Drivin' with a buzz, I'm gonna reck this I can't bring nobody to my mom's crib She don't want me bringin' through Twenty-eight, we been on the same shit Skippin' over cracks in the pavement All my favorites So we pour up, we're lookin' for a quick fix Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless Got-got-got-got-got-got-got-got— We all gonna die, yo We all gonna die, yo Him and you and I know So why aren't we gettin' high though? Yeah I started early, please catch up (Yeah, please catch) Hasta la vista, man, I'm higher than I flex Pull up, get the cash and then I ex' You ain't talkin' money, you could miss me like my ex Little holidays and the drunk text messages Please know I have stopped givin' a fuck like I was Hell of it Please no teeth, did your momma teach you etiqutte? Please drink some water, hard, it's not gettin', it's delicate Ayy, twenty-four hours and it's still not enough I play too much, I get that paper, then ball it up Why you ex'd up like you can't move on? She back home, got a nigga, yeah, he gone Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless (Reckless) Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless (Reckless) Pop-pop-poppin' pills early in the mornin' (Slime) And I'm on it, ooh, baby girl, she on me (Ooh yeah) Oh, she want it, oh, I stick it in her mind, a warnin' Okay, gettin' the money, money is my habit I got the money, money got the shooters I got the Glock and I don't do the Ruger Spendin' my money, I send it, make shooter Baptize a nigga, tell 'em, "Hallelujah" And I just bless my shooters Okay, step on these niggas, these niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit I turn these niggas to some bitches Yeah, gang, gang, gang, she ain't with it 4L gang, that business, yeah Money always over bitches Money gon' make a bitch cum And I'm a witness to that Money gon' make a bitch dumb (Money gon' make a bitch dumb) Money gon' make a bitch dumb I just found my car by the decline (Reckless) Steal a couple snacks in the meantime (Reckless) The plug send me good, I'ma beeline Took the red to the orange to the green line Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless (Reckless) Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless (Reckless) Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless
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