Risktakers (Gervonta Davis) lyrics

[Verse 1: TMB Del]
Said, n*gga
I could get real disrespectful
Play with my body, come see if I let you
Dre B, he a tweak with the G, he be fiending to geek, sometimes I be thinking he special
Wanna talk about vics, we got several
Free RG, free Banga and word to my dead, my n*ggas threw shots every pedal
(On the Doug, sh*t sweeter than ever)
Tryna catch 5ive, not none of his brothers
Pl-play with Dee, then we going together
Dotty, he got it, it's tucked in his sweater


[Verse 2: Dee Play4Keeps]
Come-comе here, this n*gga a punk
We catch lil [?], hе go in the trunk
I'm Mr. Where All the G6 Snotty Girls, Whoopters, I'm tryna have me some fun
The Doug, treat 'em like Drew cause they run
Love, please do not lack for that mutt
Gripping up, the stick in my G, I'ma dump
This n*gga scared, n*gga ran out of luck
M-Mdot, pistol whipped back of the gun
Gervonta Davis, left hook done
I'm Mr. I See the Opps and Go Dumb, Os-Os, never Gz, are you dumb

[Verse 3: HoodstarDotty]
When the opps [?], don't miss
Devin Hill tryna catch me a vic
Opp thot from the 2, toting the grip
59 on the O, I'm outside on the 6
Dre B, he with me, toting the stitch
Forrest Gump, n*gga running like Rick
Bendy weather, we out to 66
Gi-give him a leggy, do him like Rip


[Verse 4: Dre Benzo]
Fl-flicking our wrist, n*ggas call that the Nu
And I'm tapping my chest cause I call that the Lew
Mixing deads with a lil bit of Woo
Porter, you really know what we do
Poppy, we beat the sh*t out of you
(And the Doug, sh*t sweet like the 2s)
Die Jet, n*ggas flicked it on Tru
(And the Doug, sh*t sweet like the 2s)
(Die Jet, n*ggas flicked it on Tru)