Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo Bang
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Givens II
Songwriter
Norman Payne
Songwriter
Jackie Plant Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Chose
Producer
hardbody Beazy
Mixing Engineer
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Intricate lifestyle of the rich and gangsta
Considerably, I got this tendency for whippin' bangers
Well dressed gentleman, but still a gangsta
I could put you on a list and have these **** blank you (I'm playin', though)
[Verse 2]
I been rappin' to get a ticket
My city, I been the sickest
Got **** up in they feelings
And I'm just hoping they don't make me go off
[Verse 3]
Go hit Enterprise, go get a Jeep or somethin'
Hit his block, fill 'em up and leave his people sorry
Hoes said they love me, ain't buying the shit they selling
You can tell that to the next, I done seen how you hoes steppin'
[Verse 4]
Catch me posted in the trap, BR, I'm at the spot
Pitchin' H to your catcher, we ain't throwin' no rocks
Making sales on my jacket and racking the cell block
[Verse 5]
My phone rings, who is this?
I don't know, but I know you in my business
On the phone in my boxers, scratches on your lipstick
Shawty can we kick it tonight, tonight?
[Verse 6]
Said we never fall in love and never bring it up
Bein' lonely's never really been a thing to us
Then you find another human lying, never find a human lying
This shit's just strange to us
[Verse 7]
Yes, safe to say we livin' dangerous, dangerous
Livin' dangerous oh-oh (Dangerous oh-oh)
Dangerous, dangerous
Livin' dangerous oh-oh
[Verse 8]
They locked me in a cage, it ain't even make me no better
I done put my heart in places where other people would never
I forgave a lot of hoes when I know I could do way better
How you fuck another ****? You know that I get you wetter
[Verse 9]
You put yo trust up in a **** and you know that he ain't worth it
You put money in his pocket and you know he don't deserve it
You proposed to her Wednesday, and she fucked a **** Thursday
Same fuckin' reason why I trust a glock before a person
[Verse 10]
Yeah, DA probably think that I'm a dirty bitch
Fuck with me, I murder shit (Bitch)
Get rich or dye tryin', I'm on that Curtis shit
Draco at the Trip, know what I'm workin' with
[Verse 11]
Please don't send no hoe at me, you know I'm quick to curve a bitch
Bank account full, but it don't help me with my self esteem
Lovin' on a thot almost relapsed on that fuckin' lean
Don't talk about no business on my phone, I gotta keep it clean
Make a million dollars, you get killed, that shit don't mean a thing
[Verse 12]
My phone rings, who is this?
Yeah, I don't know, but I know you in my business
On the phone in my boxers, scratches on your lipstick
Shawty can we kick it tonight, tonight?
[Verse 13]
Said we never fall in love and never bring it up
Bein' lonely's never really been a thing to us
Then you find another human lying, never find a human lying
This shit's just strange to us
[Verse 14]
Yes, save to say we livin' dangerous, dangerous
Livin' dangerous oh-oh (Dangerous, oh-oh)
Dangerous, dangerous
Livin' dangerous oh-oh (Oh-oh)
[Verse 15]
**** send me letters, can't forget to mail 'em back (Uh-huh)
What we don't have in common? I done been through hell and back
Became a dead-end, don't forget to tell 'em that
And that's just how real it's gon' fuckin' get, haha
B-Eazy, that's my slime
Written by: Frederick Givens II, Jackie Plant, Jackie Plant Jr., Norman Payne