Risky (feat. Sadiö & Qu3st Qu3st) Video (MV)

Lil Betty said she never rode out on the coast For the bread get popped like toast
It's no game, no joke, no some bloods, no some Crips
Don't run, don't trip, get hilly, and hail you Later you hit
We on the road to get rich, get money like Ace And Mitch

We don't f*ck with no snitch, we don't f*ck With no bitch
F*ck with anyone and I'm laying the dish
F*ck women with fish, tell you a man, but turn Bitch
I used to go hit the bit for the six, you Should've knew it was lit like

My brody said he was just trying to get rich, I Told him yo don't even trip like
Four back, two six on the hip, she wanna rock Cause she shaking her hips like
Everyday I'm just out taking risks, we acting Like kids and I know they just fist like
Roll up, sit back, sip Tracy, see I been getting Hit with a fist

I hit em Newz with a mix, and I got that baddie, She stay doing tricks
Said I got that baddie, she stay doing tricks
Said I got that baddie, she stay doing tricks
Quest, quest, I got a key to the city

That bitch showing her titties
Come to my side, you know I get mixed
Back west, drink Brooklyn, race like Biggie
Let's joke, catch nine shots like 50

Ain't shit funny, we don't get shaky
I clone on the M block on my ciggy
It might get risky, risky, risky
Listen to Peace, the hoes was busy

Can't hear the talk of the city
I'm too young, this is my mother trinity
Boom, boom, last thing he heard
Yo, I'm scared to kill by a nerd

I'm not first, I'm second, third
That's my favorite word
Little baddie, said she, never rolled out on the Coast
Feel the bread get popped like toast

It's no game, no joke
No some bloods, no some crips
Don't run, don't trip
Get hilly and haily and hip

Don't run, don't trip
Get hilly and haily and hip