Risk lyrics

[Verse 1: Jeeezy]
'42 got my head spinnin' (Yeah, it's spinnin', it's Loyalty)
BucksClan, that's the team, b*tch, we winnin' (b*tch, we winnin')
Last year, f*ck around and made a killing (On my mama)
I'm in Gucci, all this Louis, they offended (They offended)
Gettin' top in broad day, this sh*t tinted (They can't see us)
Bust a nut and drop her off, yeah, I'm finished (Where you stay?)
Do the dash, haulin' ass, ain't no limit (Ain't no limit)
You can get your ass beat like you Ronda Rousey (Ronda Rousey)
Tryna block, I hit his b*tch like my name Clowney (Name Clowney)
Scammer b*tch throwin' me drip, yeah, she tryna drown me (Yeah, I'm splashin')
Runnin' wild on the East, yeah, that's where they found me (Where they found me)

[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ & Jeeezy]
Every n*gga with me ruthless if he run with me (All of 'em)
I don't f*ck with lame n*ggas, I don't got none with me (Lame-ass)
I just got a pocket full of hundreds, ain't no ones with me (Ain't no ones)
With a rich b*tch in a Wraith, ain't no bums with me (Ain't no bums with me)
Two-double-oh on this dash, I'm doin' one-fifty (b*tch, I'm flyin')
Your b*tch textin' me sayin' I'm stupid and she done with me (Yeah, she done with me)
Smokin' big 'Woods back to back, ain't no lungs in me (Ain't no lungs)
I just hit for ten up in Sac' like I'm Mike Bibby (Mike Bibby)
If I'm poppin' out, then it's a bad b*tch on site with me (On site)
Had to take a risk, change my life, sh*t wasn't right with me (sh*t wasn't right)
Gettin' silly like I'm V.I.C., I'm doin' one-sixty (We gettin' silly)
California king, I let b*tches spend the night with me
[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
Brand new money, I put it on, I been puttin' on
I can't leave her 'lone if she don't make me rich
I had to get it by my 'lone, call it what you want
I'd be livin' wrong if I ain't take these risks
I got keep it on me, this fame sh*t'll get you flamed quick
In the street sh*t, I still could fall off now
'Member we ain't never had, got me in my bag
Leave 'em waitin' mad with it, I walked down

[Verse 3: Bino Rideaux]
I got money, match my shoe and my groove
I got sh*t that I could do if I lose
Biscotti smoker, yeah, blew out the roof
Don't bring your b*tch around the vibes, she gon' choose
It's cool sh*t, I'm off the drank 'cause I been through sh*t
Move sh*t, if he a threat, I'm gon' move him
It's true sh*t, if I don't know him, I'm just shootin' it
If I get this off the grind, my hood gon' move it
This just the way I live my life, I ain't choose it
I'm tryna be low, I know they watch me, they tune it
Tryna keep my sh*t in park and I'ma lose it
If I'm clutchin' on that rod, then I'ma use it
'Bout the blue sh*t

[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
Money, I put it on, I been puttin' on
I can't leave her 'lone if she don't make me rich
I had to get it by my 'lone, call it what you want
I'd be livin' wrong if I ain't take these risks
I got keep it on me, this fame sh*t'll get you flamed quick
In the street sh*t, I still could fall off now
'Member we ain't never had, got me in my bag
Leave 'em waitin' mad with it, I walked down
[Verse 4: Jeeezy]
Feelin' like I'm King James, I'm the chosen one (Chosen one)
I'm a n*gga in my city, gotta ride with one (On God)
You don't like me, you just want me 'cause these diamonds, huh? ('Cause these diamonds, huh?)
Probably 'cause I got more blues than the Giants, huh? (Giants, huh?)
Drunk as f*ck in this loft, I let her taste me (Let her taste me)
Ayy, I'm sorry for the wait, Eddie Lacy (Eddie Lacy)
She want me to leave my b*tch, she gotta take me (You gotta take me)
Six n*ggas in the back like I'm Stacy (Like I'm Stacy)

[Verse 5: BlueBucksClan DJ]
'Member sleepin' on that cold floor by the kitchen (By the kitchen)
Now these Louis sheets on my back while I'm restin' (Louis sheets)
I could never trip off no b*tch or who she textin' (Never trip)
I'm with Bino between Normandie and Western (Normandie and Western)
Red guts in the Rolls, this b*tch sexy (This b*tch sexy)
I'm on Florence eatin' Woody's, this sh*t messy (Eatin' barbecue)
I got n*ggas' b*tches callin' me they bestie (Callin' me they bestie)
I ain't even tryna f*ck, but she let me
Got a pound for myself, I can't share any
n*gga sayin' this his b*tch, but she very friendly (Very friendly)
Runnin' through all these hoes like I'm Derrick Henry (Derrick Henry)
Fendi'd down in the Gucci store, they keep starin' at me (Fendi on)
BucksClan, we in first, y'all in third losin' (We in first)
Five wide, we keep passin', I'm Cam Newton (Cam Newton)
Lam' truck fast as f*ck, but I'm pole cruisin' (Pole cruisin')
Leavin' b*tches anywhere I want like a Bird scooter (Like a Bird)
Mastro's, eatin' by myself like a nerd student (Like a loser)
[Verse 6: Jeeezy]
n*ggas can't see me ball, put your glasses on (Put your glasses on)
She don't wanna FaceTime without her lashes on (Without her lashes on)
We be doin' homework, ain't no classrooms (Hell nah)
n*gga mad I had his b*tch all in the bathroom (n*ggas mad)
Spaced out in this Benz, I got mad room (Got mad room)
Sport plus, feel like Boosie, watch this b*tch zoom (Watch this b*tch zoom)
I'm at the top in the Ritz, this the big room

[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
Brand new money, I put it on, I been puttin' on
I can't leave her 'lone if she don't make me rich
I had to get it by my 'lone, call it what you want
I'd be livin' wrong if I ain't take these risks
I got keep it on me, this fame sh*t'll get you flamed quick
In the street sh*t, I still could fall off now
'Member we ain't never had, got me in my bag
Leave 'em waitin' mad with it, I walked down