Danger

歌手: Lil Baby • 专辑:It's Only Me • 发布时间:2022-10-14
作词 : Anton Gololobov/Dominique Jones/Ryan Hartlove/William Boyette
 作曲 : Anton Gololobov/Dominique Jones/Ryan Hartlove/William Boyette
 Chrome Heart jeans look kinda dumb with the Amiris
 Some would call it crazy, half a ticket on some earrings
 At it for a decade, had a plug when I was sixteen
 PTSD, I ain't sleep so I don't got dreams
 Two things I ain't running out, this money and this lean
 Two things I care about, my family and my team
 We was supposed to keep it on the low, but why you scream
 Balling like the playoffs, I was tryna get a ring
 Penthouse in Miami
 Pretty vibes wilding out like they work for the county
 Tell that ***** to have a seat, I know that she can't stand it
 Tell them boys it's **** 'em all, ain't got no understanding
 Legend in my neighborhood for real, free 
 Keeping my composurе, I'm on chill, I can't panic
 They say I wouldn't make it past two years, but I managеd to
 You supposed to go with how you feel, I'm not mad at you
 G-Wagen matte-blue

 She get my rocks off, I buy her Goyard
 **** all the time and still act like I don't know her
 I heard that pressure bursts pipes, I come so hard
 Why y'all on my ****? You know that's your ho job
 Ain't worried 'bout nothing
 Everybody they own boss, we all getting this money
 Call it what you wanna call it, I'm one of the owners
 I could've exposed you, brodie, but I ain't gon' talk about it

 I was in the trap too, I ****ed up my sack too
 Most of that shit cap, can't go for that, you say it's facts, prove it
 Plug had us on a stash dub but now we back moving
 They thought they was winning 'til I entered now they back losing
 Brodie in prison on an iPhone getting tattoed
 I don't know who told you to come for me, that's a bad move
 I ain't in no space for no company, I'm in a bad mood
 Only thing I gotta abide by is the cash rules
 If you think I ain't running this money up, you a damn fool
 Tryna count my pockets, my net worth ain't on no damn Google
 Fifty million dollars in a year, if I'm lying, shoot me
 Five hundred thousand every show, I'm on my grind, stupid
 I been ****ing her and her best friend, I put 'em in a group text
 They done made you mad, get in your bag, that's how you posed to do that
 Everybody got a hundred guns, they know what no to shoot at
 I'ma get this guap until I'm done, bro, I can promise you that
 I was on the block when shit was lit for real, where the **** was you at?
 Never drop no song then hit a ***** for real, bro, we don't do that
 We the ones that's really out here pushing, bro, I thought you knew that
 Come through in that what's-her-name, everybody look like, "Who that?"

 She get my rocks off, I buy her Goyard
 **** all the time and still act like I don't know her
 I heard that pressure bursts pipes, I come so hard
 Why y'all on my ****? You know that's your ho job
 Ain't worried 'bout nothing
 Everybody they own boss, we all getting this money
 Call it what you wanna call it, I'm one of the owners
 I could've exposed you, brodie, but I ain't gon' talk about it
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