risktaker lyrics

[Chorus]
M- M- M- M- MOTIONMUZIK
Risktaker, steppin' on the pavement, I might get this paper
He ain't make no bands, that's why he turned a hater (Damn, damn)
In the cut I'm poppin' bottles with my f*cking gang, yeah
E- e- everybody wanna be us (Yeah, they wanna be us)
Call my b*tch, let's f*ckin’ t up (Let's f*ckin’ t up)
Yeah (Uhh), call my plug I need that re-up (Yeah) now (Uhh)
She said that I'm different, she can't work me out (Uhh)
Northside baby, b*tch, I made the racks pop out (Uhh)
They heard that I'm the one, they spreadin' word of mouth
Thesе- these hoes on my di*k, tryna cop my bank account (Uhh)
Oh baby thеy're just here because I'm swaggin' out (Uhh)

[Verse 1]
Four by four whips, I'm puttin' four nines in this, woah
Now she grab me like a Kawsaki, riding me, full throttle, uhh
I need that album photo, b*tch I'll still be high tomorrow (Uhh)
She lucky that she met me, yeah this b*tch done won the Lotto (Won the lottery)
When I leave the city shawty wish there was ten of me, shadows are callin' when I'm comin' off this LSD (Yeah)
You think when I'm done they will remember me? (Yeah)
Like what the f*ck? What the f*ck babe (What the f*ck, what the f*ck)

[Chorus]
R- r- risktaker, steppin' on the pavement, I might get this paper
He ain't make no bands, that's why he turned a hater (Damn, damn)
In the cut I'm poppin' bottles with my f*cking gang, yeah
E- e- everybody wanna be us (Yeah, they wanna be us)
Call my b*tch, let's f*ckin’ t up (Let's f*ckin’ t up)
Yeah (Uhh), call my plug I need that re-up (Yeah) now (Uhh)
She said that I'm different, she can't work me out (Uhh)
[Verse 2]
See them jakes, I'm pullin' over
We got drugs inside this whip, I don't even know this sh*t here stolen
Swervin' 'til your b*tch she goin', she goin' (Yeah), she goin' (Yeah), she goin' (Okay)
I'm from the ends, this ain't no blunt, I'm rollin' f*cking logs
This ain't no midgie, nah I'm rollin' up some f*cking strong
I f*cked the game just like my main ting, I knew I was gonna come (Uh huh, uh huh)
He ain't made no racks, he ain't got drip, boy you a f*cking bum (f*cking bum)
I’m done with entertaining these broke boys saw the sun here, done (Ha ha)