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Moneybagg Yo - Reckless (feat. NBA Youngboy) [Federal 3]
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Karltin Bankz
Producer
Seth Firkins
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Like, yeah
Ay, see
See, I'm a young **** with this paper
You nah I'm sayin', I ain't gonna even lie, like
Sometimes it get to me, you nah I'm sayin'
[Verse 2]
I just popped a bean
I just threw my neck back
I'm in the latest machine
I hope I don't wreck it
Bitch, threaten me like she gon' leave
Cool, ain't gon' sweat that
You ain't never got no time for me
I hate when she text that
[Verse 3]
I just got flagged by the law
I just had a minor set back
Hunnid, hunnid with my dawgs
Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ay
I make that paper, I make that
Neck and my wrist is on wet-wet
At the crib, pour where the jet's at
Name one thing I ain't best at
[Verse 4]
I just hit me a lick, I just stretched that
I'm on pills in the foreign, I might wreck that
I just copped a AP, I love how it shine
I ain't took the time to set that
All my young **** still on that hot shit
I can't fuck with you, you on that opp shit
All that hatin' shit, that ain't gon' stop shit
I be fly like dude in the cockpit
[Verse 5]
She textin' me, talkin' 'bout she want better
She wanna come round, but I won't let her
This money got these **** so jealous
But I keepin' scraps like Margielas, hey
Still makin' sales, fuck twelve
If I get caught, I make bail
Pull up servin' with the tags out
Still got the bail out the school hall
[Verse 6]
Three shows, one night, that's a paycheck
I just hopped off a Lear G5 jet
Vibin', stylin', profilin'
Bad bitch with me, she red Hi-Tech
Hold up, she might be bad, but she don't listen
Always talkin' 'bout other bitches
Send my lil' **** on a mission
I got that power like Fifty
[Verse 7]
I just popped a bean
I just threw my neck back
I'm in the latest machine
I hope I don't wreck it
Bitch threaten me like she gon' leave
Cool, ain't gon' sweat that
You ain't never got no time for me
I hate when she text that
[Verse 8]
I just got flagged by the law
I just had a minor set back
Hunnid, hunnid with my dawgs
Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ay
I make that paper, I make that
Neck and my wrist is on wet-wet
At the crib, pour where the jet's at
Name one thing I ain't best at
[Verse 9]
Fly up to Cali, you know that I bet that
Pull up, show my ass, I'm like where the check at
Before I walk in, I'm like where purps at
Turn up at the party, you know I success that
Bitch textin' me, tryna see where I be at
I told her I'm headed wherever the check is
She said, when you comin' back to where I live?
You need to find you a new me, you little bitch ass
[Verse 10]
Don't fuck with me, then say that
Bitch, then say that
I chauffeur my car, in the back of the Maybach
Don't fix your mouth to say what you gon' do
I told a ho bitch you know I don't play that
I walk around with a whole a lot of money
Four of your boyfriends couldn't even make that, ho
[Verse 11]
I just popped a bean
I just threw my neck back
I'm in the latest machine
I hope I don't wreck it
Bitch threaten me like she gon' leave
Cool, ain't gon' sweat that
You ain't never got no time for me
I hate when she text that
[Verse 12]
I just got flagged by the law
I just had a minor set back
Hunnid, hunnid with my dawgs
Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ay
I make that paper, I make that
Neck and my wrist is on wet-wet
At the crib, pour where the jet's at
Name one thing I ain't best at
Written by: Blake Whiten, Demario White, Dolly White, Kentrell Gaulden, Lukas Payne, Michée Tandu, Thomas White, Tyrone Agesilas, Yvan Hamiche
