Lil Duke - Wreccless Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
C-I-P Nip, nigga
Naybahood Nip Hussle, forever Nip
Ah

How can I fall? My niggas too rich, you a peasant
Let's take it way back to school
These bitches, they knowin' that I was the freshest
I was gettin' head from a becky
They know my name everywhere, I'm respected
Get shot in the face if you reach for my necklace
Ridin' with shooters and my niggas reckless
Can't step a foot in my section
Stop all the cappin' and flexin'
Gotta keep goin' 'cause that money my bestie
I had to find my own flow and perfect it
We gon' pull up in them trucks
Broke nigga ran out of luck
She got a taste of the real
Then she stopped f*ckin' with ducks

Don't do no lovin', we lustin', f*ck all the fussin'
I used to ride on the bus
I'm kickin' shit, I'm takin' pics
I'm callin' them youngins, I'm sendin' a blitz
I put the food on the plate
I want that big house with the pool and a lake
These niggas know they too fake
Every day, I wake up, I'm eatin' steak
He want a verse, I'ma give him a rate
Pretty bad bitches, I give 'em a taste
Hop on a jet and we go outer space
Thugger my whoadie, my motherf*ckin' ace
Sucker shit, we do not tolerate
I just put nut in a model face
I f*cked that bitch with the Rollie on
Ball every day like a holiday
I could retire, don't gotta play
Niggas, they got a whole lot to say
I got a bitch and she wine, fine
Bad bitches all on my timeline
She got my back like a spine
We just be f*ckin', but she is not mine
She on a beach and she tannin'
They know a nigga outstandin'
I just took off, I didn't plan it

How can I fall? My niggas too rich, you a peasant
Let's take it way back to school
These bitches, they knowin' that I was the freshest
I was gettin' head from a becky
They know my name everywhere, I'm respected
Get shot in the face if you reach for my necklace
Ridin' with shooters and my niggas reckless
Can't step a foot in my section
Stop all the cappin' and flexin'
Gotta keep goin' 'cause that money my bestie
I had to find my own flow and perfect it
We gon' pull up in them trucks
Broke nigga ran out of luck
She got a taste of the real
Then she stopped f*ckin' with ducks

I just be walkin' that shit, I be poppin' that shit
I be talkin' that shit and they listen
It ain't a thing just to go to the bank
And I grab me a fifty, send them on a mission
Baby girl smart, she got a good brain
And she so pretty, I paid her tuition
If it's too hot, stay your ass out the kitchen
Crazy at work, you'll die for a mention
Whole lot of Glocks and they got the extension
I'm screamin' free all my dawgs out the prison
Fly everyday, bitch I'm somethin' like a pigeon
You don't want no trouble, boy, who is you kidding?
Hide in LA and I'm smokin' Biscotti
She too saditty, I know she a thotty
We just be gettin' all them racks like a hobby
Nigga who rattin'? You pussy, can stop it
You must be geeked off of molly
Diamonds, they wet, your shit cloudy
Four rings on me like an Audi
I got some Crips and they 'bout it
F*ck all that yellin' and screamin' and shoutin'
Niggas be actin' too rowdy
Throw this shit up 'til the club close
He play, then got hit with the snubnose

How can I fall? My niggas too rich, you a peasant
Let's take it way back to school
These bitches, they knowin' that I was the freshest
I was gettin' head from a becky
They know my name everywhere, I'm respected
Get shot in the face if you reach for my necklace
Ridin' with shooters and my niggas reckless
Can't step a foot in my section
Stop all the cappin' and flexin'
Gotta keep goin' 'cause that money my bestie
I had to find my own flow and perfect it
We gon' pull up in them trucks
Broke nigga ran out of luck
She got a taste of the real
Then she stopped f*ckin' with ducks