Johan Lenox & KEY! – Reckless lyrics

Johan Lenox & KEY! – Reckless lyrics
(ft. Young Nudy)

[Johan Lenox]
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless
Drivin’ with a buzz, I’m gonna reck this
I can’t bring nobody to my mom’s crib
She don’t want me bringin’ through the [?]
Twenty-eight, we been on the same shit
Skippin’ over cracks in the pavement
All my favorites [?]
So we pour up, we’re lookin’ for a quick fix

[Johan Lenox]
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless-reckless
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless
Got-got-got-got-got-got-got-got-

[Johan Lenox]
We all gonna die, yo
We all gonna die, yo
Him and you and I know
So why aren’t we gettin’ high though? Yeah

[KEY!]
I started early, please catch up (Yeah, please catch)
Hasta la vista, man, I’m higher than I flex
Pull up, get the cash and then I ex’
You ain’t talkin’ money, you could miss me like my ex
Little holidays and the drunk text messages
Please know I have stopped givin’ a fuck like I was Hell of it
Please no teeth, did your momma teach you etiqutte?
Please drink some water, hard, it’s not gettin’, it’s delicate
Ayy, twenty-four hours and it’s still not enough
I play too much, I get that paper, then ball it up
Why you ex’d up like you can’t move on?
She back home, got a nigga, yeah, he gone

[Johan Lenox & Young Nudy]
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless-reckless
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless (Reckless)
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless-reckless (Reckless)

[Young Nudy]
Pop-pop-poppin’ pills early in the mornin’ (Slime)
And I’m on it, ooh, baby girl, she on me (Ooh yeah)
Oh, she want it, oh, I stick it in her mind, a warnin’
Okay, gettin’ the money, money is my habit
I got the money, money got the shooters
I got the Glock and I don’t do the Ruger
Spendin’ my money, I send it, make shooter
Baptize a nigga, tell ’em, “Hallelujah”
And I just bless my shooters
Okay, step on these niggas, these niggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout shit
I turn these niggas to some bitches
Yeah, gang, gang, gang, she ain’t with it
4L gang, that business, yeah
Money always over bitches
Money gon’ make a bitch cum
And I’m a witness to that
Money gon’ make a bitch dumb (Money gon’ make a bitch dumb)
Money gon’ make a bitch dumb

[Johan Lenox & Young Nudy]
I just found my car by the decline (Reckless)
Steal a couple snacks in the meantime (Reckless)
The plug send me good, I’ma beeline
Took the red to the orange to the green line

[Johan Lenox & Young Nudy]
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless (Reckless)
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless-reckless
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless (Reckless)
Day drinkin’ got me feelin’ reckless-reckless

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