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r3ckl3ss - bad decisions lyrics

look i made myself clear once or twice
pick up the mic just to make up a right
right?
why does everybody try stupid sh_t when i’m hype? like
who the h_ll even writes rights
i feel like i’m high when i write
maybe it’s the fame or it’s the right types
getting psyched, psyche!
i feel like i’m mike ty
fighting for a light night
white guy
how the h_ll does he never try try

oh…

i can get tough
never really gave a f_ck
i can make a whole verse and never even cuss
crux that beat was tough huh?
man im stuck up, duh bruh
ima ma_ monsta leavin’ out the vodka
comin’ across ya be a disaster
i can hulk smash ya
do_ do_ don’t test me, get a bit testy
im in a 10 speed eatin chicken tendies
bitter bad ending
(making bad decisions)
suckin’ my big d_ck
doin’ this rap sh_t
f_ckin’ this fat b_tch
takin’ my last hit
(making bad decisions)
these b_tches ratchet
grabin my hatchet
show you a hat trick
(making bad decisions)
show you what happens
when i start rappin’
you get to cappin’
we get to trappin’
fat b_tches clappin’
(making bad decisions)
ain’t no more lackin’
grabbin’ my mac_10
too good at rappin’

diamonds all up in the sun
yeah we ain’t gon’ f_ckin’ run
dumb as sh_t he ain’t my son
always gotta grip my gun
i’m just tryna have some fun
stacks so big they weigh a ton
yeah she got that great punan
sweet as f_ck no cinnabon
b_tch like
what you got to give
open up that case or i’m airin’ out this crib
eatin up this p_ssy don’t need no f_cking bib
hit you with these bullets yeah i’m breaking all your ribs
she may be yo hoe but i’m still callin’ dibs
all my sh_t fire yeah don’t need no adlibs

ugh
wait
you don’t wanna play
run up on me and i’m f_ckin’ up yo day
brodie think he hard so i up it to his face
drivin’ real fast but this ain’t no f_ckin race
yeah we leave the scene ain’t leave no f_ckin trace
mixin’ up these drugs yeah ain’t no f_ckin’ lace

big booty b_tches buy bombs blow up bygones
my mom said my son made 999 records this month

they want me to release this song but this sh_t takin’ way too too long

hi mom i’m on rhyme zone my phones f_cked up i i can’t can’t figure 8 why though

skatin’ with these b_tches out too late
oo wait self medicate i’m too late on a 2 tuesday
ridin’ in a maybach yeah we get it cruising
we always win don’t do no losing
already picked can’t do no choosing
(making bad decisions)
(making bad decisions)
(making bad decisions)
(making bad decisions)
(making bad decisions)

- r3ckl3ss lyrics

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