Recklessly

Lyrics

[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