Lyrics Krizz Kaliko

Krizz Kaliko

Reckless

They say I need to slow down

Like I drink too much, I party too much

But I'm reckless baby

I was born that way, I'm a stay that way

Niggas couldn't see me if my vidle langer was neon

Nose in the air, staring at the planet that neon

Scapped you off my balls with my paws, y'all be gone

Effortlessly F em, left em jeffing, my nuts they be on

Get out my face is what they telling me

But I'm the shit, just smell me

And I refuse to rep and let it, this ain't no spelling B

So what I'm saying, ain't no question who demand is

Kali take his chances with you jarets

I'm a keep on talking reckless, brothers left em respective efforts to dap em in

Used to be in love with the pen, don't know what's happening

Well they matching the abstract rapping, to hide that's happening

Everly telling me money's funny

Why I ain't laughing then?

It's like I got the will but I neglect it

Drunk as hell and don't know where I'm headed

Sideways – that a one way dead end

Telling you to get in

It's like I'm talking breezy to an OG

Slapped a couple pimps just like they owe me

Part of you like nigga you don't know me

I can be that nigga you want me to be

I be talking reckless reckless reckless reckless reckless

I be talking that reckless reckless reckless

Well shut up!

When you leave I'll be talking that shit

But I'm a master when I match words

In a nutshell I bust well

After burner, taking off

I'm on a launch pad, no duck tells

What smells? I'm on fire

Throw a little wood up on the bong fire

Tell yo mutts I'm on a Helen Hunt

And now I'm mad about you, Paul Rise

Killer on the mic, born naturally

Baseball bat with the barb wire

Mick de Folly, I'm sick homie

If you paid for the verse you an art buyer

Hard to march, hide yo marks

Howard Stern, private parts

How on earth first thing that I prove is 13, is that off the chart?

Maybe I shouldn't be given to the crazy eye

If I was smart but I'm newbie I and I'm reckless

Set tripping and writing for sex bitch

Knock 'em out cold, south pole

Matter don't money, I'm about dough

Fuck a hard rock, I'm a star fox

No Falco, outro

It's like I got the will but I neglect it

Drunk as hell and don't know where I'm headed

Sideways – that a one way dead end

Telling you to get in

It's like I'm talking breezy to an OG

Slapped a couple pimps just like they owe me

Part of you like nigga you don't know me

I can be that nigga you want me to be

I be talking reckless reckless reckless reckless reckless

I be talking that reckless reckless reckless

Well shut up!

When you leave I'll be talking that shit

I'm ahead of the third cousin

Killin 'em, keeping it strange, I'm coming to burn something

Ain't nobody gonna ready

Go fuck em with this so you niggas ain't heard nothing

Kid I been up in that loud

With a pen and a pad, a couple of bad bitches

Blowing me off of the map and a matter of fact – I ain't never had bitches

Get her CD's in they swimming in there

Pop a molly, put a drink in the air

I could be riding her aqua now and with a rocking I'm umfing a lock of my hair

Fuck if I care, fuck if I'm rare

I could be coming the luck of the mayor

Wavy in the midi really be something

Shake it up and I'm dumping the flare

Fan out, find him, find him, I need a necklace

I need a pressure package, a clack, she can beat the checklist

What I need is RNR when I'm buzzing as big as Texas

In the whip with no break, hitting the gas

Nigga, I'm reckless

It's like I got the will but I neglect it

Drunk as hell and don't know where I'm headed

Sideways – that a one way dead end

Telling you to get in

It's like I'm talking breezy to an OG

Slapped a couple pimps just like they owe me

Part of you like nigga you don't know me

I can be that nigga you want me to be

I be talking reckless reckless reckless reckless reckless

I be talking that reckless reckless reckless

Well shut up!

When you leave I'll be talking that shit

Nigga, do you know who I am?

Nigga, do you know who I am?