Risky
演唱：Lil DurkRisky (Explicit) - Lil Durk
Composed by：Durk Banks/Darrel Jackson
Oh yeah I'm finna make a banger with this one
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
Why you run and got your gun
So you gon' let him die
I come from a block you catch a opp
You hit him twenty times
Catch a n***a who you love to slide with
Make a shooter cry
Can't be 'round my dawg I still'll risk it
I know Zoo will drive
We tell bro nem
"Chill don't gotta speed this like a Uber ride"
Pull up on my side I got two Dracs this **** like suicide
Speedin' on the E-way off them pills
You don't know who'll crash
Backdoor all across the city
You don't know who the guys n***a
Keep a switch on me in case these n***as hate
And try to switch on me
**** who you is you try to play them games
I don't show sympathy
Won't hit none of my bros h*es
Them ******* keep on temptin' me
My fingers hurt demon on my opps
I don't got energy
Buck buck ***** it's macaroni time
Tell my opps to post the **** in they close friends
They all dyin'
All my opps the same
Every time they get caught they a*s whinin'
All that **** y'all said in the booth
That build up careers ain't nothin' slime
That's my block every gun I keep on me go
"Drr-da-duh"
Ask the opps
Every time they see my face they sugarfoot
Give me props
Gave my block them turkey bags Wukaduk
Just free Sah you know shorty a*s gon' rob
I get you took n***a
Let your seat up bro
Hop out hit his dome
Hit his dome
Hop out get 'em gone
Get 'em gone
Hop out do 'em wrong
Do 'em wrong
Just be prepared you on your feet
You better not drop your phone
Drop your phone
Tap that switch don't use it fully
You might just see his bros
Lil' bro got jammed up for a body
He ain't gon' change his clothes
I say "When you chased 'em what you see"
He say he chased his soul
Get on his a*s he gon' be easy
He be chasin' h*es
Stand over him last thing he see
That's my favorite pose
Why you run and got your gun
So you gon' let him die
I come from a block you catch a opp
You hit him twenty times
Catch a n***a ooh you love to slide
We make a shooter cry
Can't be 'round my dawg
I still'll risk it I know Zoo will drive
We tell bro nem
"Chill don't gotta speed this like a Uber ride"
Pull up on my side
I got two Dracs this **** like suicide
Speedin' on the E-way off them pills
You don't know who'll crash
Backdoor all across the city
You don't know who the guys n***a
Grab your blick bro
Grab your blick bro
You ain't never gave me **** you ain't my big bro
Ask if I'm lyin' I gave 'em Hellcats and pistols
I gave my ***** my heart uh welcome to death row
***** uh yeah
You ain't gon' die about your dawg
But you gon' die 'bout a *****
Man you better shoot your gun
Until it's gone then it click
We gon' get it on
I'm with you right or wrong that's what it is
You a fraud what's in your cup
That's melatonin ain't no drank
Got my Trackhawk bulletproof and it's supercharged
This ain't no tank
How you gon' vouch for a n***a who ain't never kill ****
His a*s ain't got no rank
Catch a opp but you lucky it's Ramadan hold on I gotta pray
Haha ooh uh uh uh uh
I gotta pray
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
I gotta pray
Why you run and got your gun
So you gon' let him die
I come from a block you catch a opp
You hit him twenty times
Catch a n***a ooh you love to slide
We make a shooter cry
Can't be 'round my dawg
I still'll risk it I know Zoo will drive
We tell bro nem
"Chill don't gotta speed this like a Uber ride"
Pull up on my side
I got two Dracs this **** like suicide
Speedin' on the E-way off them pills
You don't know who'll crash
Backdoor all across the city
You don't know who the guys n***a
Composed by：Durk Banks/Darrel Jackson
Oh yeah I'm finna make a banger with this one
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
Why you run and got your gun
So you gon' let him die
I come from a block you catch a opp
You hit him twenty times
Catch a n***a who you love to slide with
Make a shooter cry
Can't be 'round my dawg I still'll risk it
I know Zoo will drive
We tell bro nem
"Chill don't gotta speed this like a Uber ride"
Pull up on my side I got two Dracs this **** like suicide
Speedin' on the E-way off them pills
You don't know who'll crash
Backdoor all across the city
You don't know who the guys n***a
Keep a switch on me in case these n***as hate
And try to switch on me
**** who you is you try to play them games
I don't show sympathy
Won't hit none of my bros h*es
Them ******* keep on temptin' me
My fingers hurt demon on my opps
I don't got energy
Buck buck ***** it's macaroni time
Tell my opps to post the **** in they close friends
They all dyin'
All my opps the same
Every time they get caught they a*s whinin'
All that **** y'all said in the booth
That build up careers ain't nothin' slime
That's my block every gun I keep on me go
"Drr-da-duh"
Ask the opps
Every time they see my face they sugarfoot
Give me props
Gave my block them turkey bags Wukaduk
Just free Sah you know shorty a*s gon' rob
I get you took n***a
Let your seat up bro
Hop out hit his dome
Hit his dome
Hop out get 'em gone
Get 'em gone
Hop out do 'em wrong
Do 'em wrong
Just be prepared you on your feet
You better not drop your phone
Drop your phone
Tap that switch don't use it fully
You might just see his bros
Lil' bro got jammed up for a body
He ain't gon' change his clothes
I say "When you chased 'em what you see"
He say he chased his soul
Get on his a*s he gon' be easy
He be chasin' h*es
Stand over him last thing he see
That's my favorite pose
Why you run and got your gun
So you gon' let him die
I come from a block you catch a opp
You hit him twenty times
Catch a n***a ooh you love to slide
We make a shooter cry
Can't be 'round my dawg
I still'll risk it I know Zoo will drive
We tell bro nem
"Chill don't gotta speed this like a Uber ride"
Pull up on my side
I got two Dracs this **** like suicide
Speedin' on the E-way off them pills
You don't know who'll crash
Backdoor all across the city
You don't know who the guys n***a
Grab your blick bro
Grab your blick bro
You ain't never gave me **** you ain't my big bro
Ask if I'm lyin' I gave 'em Hellcats and pistols
I gave my ***** my heart uh welcome to death row
***** uh yeah
You ain't gon' die about your dawg
But you gon' die 'bout a *****
Man you better shoot your gun
Until it's gone then it click
We gon' get it on
I'm with you right or wrong that's what it is
You a fraud what's in your cup
That's melatonin ain't no drank
Got my Trackhawk bulletproof and it's supercharged
This ain't no tank
How you gon' vouch for a n***a who ain't never kill ****
His a*s ain't got no rank
Catch a opp but you lucky it's Ramadan hold on I gotta pray
Haha ooh uh uh uh uh
I gotta pray
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
I gotta pray
Why you run and got your gun
So you gon' let him die
I come from a block you catch a opp
You hit him twenty times
Catch a n***a ooh you love to slide
We make a shooter cry
Can't be 'round my dawg
I still'll risk it I know Zoo will drive
We tell bro nem
"Chill don't gotta speed this like a Uber ride"
Pull up on my side
I got two Dracs this **** like suicide
Speedin' on the E-way off them pills
You don't know who'll crash
Backdoor all across the city
You don't know who the guys n***a