Dangerous (feat. Rocket Da Goon & Chris King)

[Trippie Redd]

We need some people that'd kill for us

We need some people that'd die for us

We need some bitches that's gon' ride for us

Because this shit is so dangerous

This life I'm livin's so dangerous

The people around me so dangerous

The drugs around me so dangerous

This money on me so dangerous

[Rocket Da Goon]

Aye, this life I chose this shit get dangerous (rockstar)

I'm doin' so much drugs, I know this shit get dangerous (I'ma overdose)

I'm hangin' with the dope boys, you can't hang with us (with us)

When I'm goin' through some things, baby, fill up my cup (just fill it up)

Please just leave me alone, I want to be in my zone (zone)

In the studio late night, I don't even pick up my phone (I ain't pickin' up shit)

Pullin' up to the crib, paranoid one in the dome (maybe shooters in the bushes)

Spinnin' the block two times, make sure you don't follow me home (don't follow me niggas)

Politickin' on a ticket, me and my niggas tryna get it (tryna get it)

He said he want a chicken, I told him don't think about it

My nigga just get it (go grab that shit)

Whatever you with, I'm with it, you already know that (yeah)

I'm with the big homies right now, and they shinin' just like Kodak (I see ya)

I'm sippin' on lean (drank), I'm floatin' (dang)

I pop me a Percocet, I get in my emotions

You don't know where I been or where I'm goin' (where I'm goin')

I'm on Pluto right now, I'm focused (on Pluto)

[Trippie Redd]

We need some people that'd kill for us

We need some people that'd die for us

We need some bitches that's gon' ride for us

Because this shit is so dangerous

This life I'm livin's so dangerous

The people around me so dangerous

The drugs around me so dangerous

This money on me so dangerous

[Chris King]

They don't know that I'm strange enough, to play with guns

The stainless ones, when cops come put your bangers up

Your favorite model paid to fuck, you roll your own

They lacing yours with angel dust

Spray 'em up, you say too much

Graveyard shift, a nigga he late too much

Pull the pin from a hand grenade and feed it to him

Looking like he ate too much, God damn

Slime bucket on your snotty nose

Clique kick, left his body froze

Seventeen inside the boot

Like my nigga's off of Hollygrove

Fuck my blunt, I never got it rolled

You a walking lick and you a pot of gold

I be sippin' on lean till my body fold

Fucking with rock is my hobby though

Put your body where nobody knows

You owing me, [?]

Come out you fuckboy, what you hidin' for

Your funeral, soon [?], vamanos

She give me good head like a honor roll

And I got some good weed that I'ma roll

I am a king you should honor most

Stick to the script they didn't get a code

Sippin' on Wock, but you know we don't run out of Tech

Rocking Air Force 1's while gripping the TEC, that's a Nike Tec

Phoneline tapped, feds love to intercept

Hanging with the real right, get hit with the left

If you come disrespect

[Trippie Redd]

We need some people that'd kill for us

We need some people that'd die for us

We need some bitches that's gon' ride for us

Because this shit is so dangerous

This life I'm livin's so dangerous

The people around me so dangerous

The drugs around me so dangerous

This money on me so dangerous