"Risk" lyrics
Z Money & Valee Lyrics
I don't run from checks, I don't run from sex
Damn, the motor brazy, I just fucked her fair
Love the stove, it pay me, we got some secrets kept
These Balenci's, baby, I take expensive steps
You ever took a risk, 'cause I got used to that
50 thousand in my denim, [?]
When I went broke, that shit was low, man, I wasn't feeling it
A brand new load just touched the floor, I gotta make it stack
80 grand on me, I'm woke
My bitch so bad, you spoke
My shirt 300, one use
Amiri jeans she finna undo
I'm sipping lean, taste like it's no juice
Yeah, [?] get rinsed with no soap
I tap on the gas, it open
And I got dope, a lot of it
Pull up and drop, pop out of it
20 thou' on me, I'm out of it
T-shirt 300, get one use out of it
My bitch [?], I'm proud of it
My whip, no gloss, I matte'd it
My main hoe thinking I tatted it
I pour a six and I'm outta there
[?]
My bitch a Philippe, no counterfeit
I don't run from checks, I don't run from sex
Damn, the motor brazy, I just fucked her fair
I love the stove, it pay me, we got some secrets kept
These Balenci's, baby, I take expensive steps
You ever took a risk, 'cause I got used to that
50 thousand in my denim, [?]
When I went broke, that shit was low, man, I wasn't feeling it
A brand new load just touched the floor, I gotta make it stack
Damn
Went broke, got it right back, just left Saks
[?]
Two hoes, they came in 'bout a pack
Act in a Lear', drugs in here
Getting too rich, man, shit ain't fair
Brand new drop with a shooter in the back
Dropping off p's since a teen, that's a fact
Designer miss-matched, now tuck with the racks
In too deep, up off the crack
Up like a Bucc', can't run from the sack
[?] my flats
[?]
G'd up, Yves Saint Laurent on the map
Can't trust these hoes, no trust in that
I don't trust that
I don't run from checks, I don't run from sex
Damn, the motor brazy, I just fucked her fair
I love the stove, it pay me, we got some secrets kept
These Balenci's, baby, I take expensive steps
You ever took a risk, 'cause I got used to that
50 thousand in my denim, [?]
When I went broke, that shit was low, man, I wasn't feeling it
A brand new load just touched the floor, I gotta make it stack
Damn, the motor brazy, I just fucked her fair
Love the stove, it pay me, we got some secrets kept
These Balenci's, baby, I take expensive steps
You ever took a risk, 'cause I got used to that
50 thousand in my denim, [?]
When I went broke, that shit was low, man, I wasn't feeling it
A brand new load just touched the floor, I gotta make it stack
80 grand on me, I'm woke
My bitch so bad, you spoke
My shirt 300, one use
Amiri jeans she finna undo
I'm sipping lean, taste like it's no juice
Yeah, [?] get rinsed with no soap
I tap on the gas, it open
And I got dope, a lot of it
Pull up and drop, pop out of it
20 thou' on me, I'm out of it
T-shirt 300, get one use out of it
My bitch [?], I'm proud of it
My whip, no gloss, I matte'd it
My main hoe thinking I tatted it
I pour a six and I'm outta there
[?]
My bitch a Philippe, no counterfeit
I don't run from checks, I don't run from sex
Damn, the motor brazy, I just fucked her fair
I love the stove, it pay me, we got some secrets kept
These Balenci's, baby, I take expensive steps
You ever took a risk, 'cause I got used to that
50 thousand in my denim, [?]
When I went broke, that shit was low, man, I wasn't feeling it
A brand new load just touched the floor, I gotta make it stack
Damn
Went broke, got it right back, just left Saks
[?]
Two hoes, they came in 'bout a pack
Act in a Lear', drugs in here
Getting too rich, man, shit ain't fair
Brand new drop with a shooter in the back
Dropping off p's since a teen, that's a fact
Designer miss-matched, now tuck with the racks
In too deep, up off the crack
Up like a Bucc', can't run from the sack
[?] my flats
[?]
G'd up, Yves Saint Laurent on the map
Can't trust these hoes, no trust in that
I don't trust that
I don't run from checks, I don't run from sex
Damn, the motor brazy, I just fucked her fair
I love the stove, it pay me, we got some secrets kept
These Balenci's, baby, I take expensive steps
You ever took a risk, 'cause I got used to that
50 thousand in my denim, [?]
When I went broke, that shit was low, man, I wasn't feeling it
A brand new load just touched the floor, I gotta make it stack
