Recklessly
[Intro]
Hello
[Verse]
I'm a drug abusing, women using, rapping ass loner
Bitch suck my dick, cause she noticed my boner
Walking outside with the pistol by my side, ayy
Call it Kurt Busch, 'cause it's number forty-five, ayy
Driving recklessly on the I-95, ayy
Running from the cops like a fucking beehive, ayy
Stop at the plug house like the gas station
Christo worldwide, 'cause I'm serving the nation
Shoutout all the forces, all the men and women
But if the police knock at my door, then you know I'm fucking killing
God-willing, I'll make it out of this ho'
But if things don't go to plan, then you know I'm kicking doors
I'll screw you over if you're rich or if you're poor
I speak in codе, my lingo like the Morse codе, ayy
I'm a drug abusing, women using, rapping ass loner
Bitch suck my dick, cause she noticed my boner
Walking outside with the pistol by my side
Call it Kurt Busch, 'cause it's number forty-five
Driving recklessly on the I-95
Running from the cops like a fucking beehive
Stop at the plug house like the gas station
Christo worldwide, 'cause I'm serving the nation
Shoutout all the forces, all the men and women
But if the police knock at my door, then you know I'm fucking killing
God-willing, I'll make it out of this ho'
But if things don't go to plan, then I'm back to kicking doors
I'll screw you over if you're rich or you're poor
I speak in code like the Morse code
[Slowed]
[Verse]
I'm a drug abusing, women using, rapping ass loner
Bitch suck my dick, cause she noticed my boner
Walking outside with the pistol by my side, ayy
Call it Kurt Busch, 'cause it's number forty-five, ayy
Driving recklessly on the I-95, ayy
Running from the cops like a fucking beehive, ayy
Stop at the plug house like the gas station
Christo worldwide, 'cause I'm serving the nation
Shoutout all the forces, all the men and women
But if the police knock at my door, then you know I'm fucking killing
God-willing, I'll make it out of this ho'
But if things don't go to plan, then you know I'm kicking doors
I'll screw you over if you're rich or if you're poor
I speak in code, my lingo like the Morse code, ayy
I'm a drug abusing, women using, rapping ass loner
Bitch suck my dick, cause she noticed my boner
Walking outside with the pistol by my side
Call it Kurt Busch, 'cause it's number forty-five
Driving recklessly on the I-95
Running from the cops like a fucking beehive
Stop at the plug house like the gas station
Christo worldwide, 'cause I'm serving the nation
Shoutout all the forces, all the men and women
But if the police knock at my door, then you know I'm fucking killing
God-willing, I'll make it out of this ho'
But if things don't go to plan, then I'm back to kicking doors
I'll screw you over if you're rich or you're poor
I speak in code like the Morse code