Lil Duke Wreccless Lyrics

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

[Chorus]
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 fuckin' with ducks

[Verse 1]
Don't do no lovin', we lustin', fuck 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 motherfuckin' ace
Sucker shit, we do not tolerate
I just put nut in a model face
I fucked 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 fuckin', 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

[Chorus]
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 fuckin' with ducks

[Verse 2]
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
Fuck 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

[Chorus]
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 fuckin' with ducks