Risk Taker

Ay

Baby, they can't keep up
Whoever talked down on you gotta speak up
You in your bag once again, you can't be touched
I got a bag, I can spend it, don't mean much
Mm, we can vacay when your week up
Or we can slide when you want, fuck the streets up
I wanna see your feet up (hey!)
I got a bag, I can spend it, don't mean much

What's your mood? (yeah, yeah)
I know you want a risk taker, don't ya?
Girl, you want a rich nigga, don't ya? (Don't ya, yeah)
Baby, what's your mood?
I know you want a risk taker. don't ya?
Girl, you want a rich nigga, don't ya?
Ay, yeah

Checks, have you ever rode on G5s? Yeah, the jet (the jet)
I can get you Birkins any size at Hermès
Diamond crosses on your chest now 'cause you're blessed (blessed)
Crying in the double R when you feel stressed
Knew you was a shooting star when I felt your breast
I didn't want to get involved 'cause I got the check
When you take your clothes off, you look the best
I can make you doze off after sex

If you rockin', then the cash I'll blow
I can make some money 'cause it's all I know
Put you in the Goyard, YSL coat
Promise I'ma go hard and help us grow

They say love don't cost a thing, I know that's nice
And we ain't gotta name no price
But you can have whatever you like
Oh, ay

Baby, they can't keep up
Whoever talked down on you gotta speak up (hey)
You in your bag once again, you can't be touched
I got a bag, I can spend it, don't mean much
Mm, we can vacay when your week up
Or we can slide when you want, fuck the streets up
I wanna see your feet up (hey!)
I got a bag, I can spend it, don't mean much

What's your mood? (shoot, shoot)
I know you want a risk taker, don't ya?
Girl, you want a rich nigga, don't ya? (Don't ya, yeah)
Baby, what's your mood? (Yeah)
I know you want a risk taker, don't ya?
Girl, you want a rich nigga, don't ya?
Ay, yeah

And if we locked in for life (life, yeah, yeah)
You ain't gotta name no price (no price)
'Cause you can have whatever you like (like, yeah)
They say love don't cost a thing, I know that's nice (nice)
And we ain't gotta name no price (okay!)
But you can have whatever you like (like)
Oh

Baby, what's your mood (shoot, shoot)
'Cause I can make room (okay!)
I can take you down to my tune
Tell me if it's too soon
What's your mood?
Is it Cancun?
You know I'd take it there with ya
They can well wish ya, baby
I ain't playin fair with ya, no

Baby, they can't keep up
Whoever talked down on you gotta speak up
You in your bag once again, you can't be touched
I got a bag, I can spend it, don't mean much
Mm, we can vacay when your week up
Or we can slide when you want, fuck the streets up
I wanna see your feet up (hey!)
I got a bag, I can spend it, don't mean much

What's your mood? (shoot, shoot)
I know you want a risk taker, don't ya?
Girl, you want a rich nigga, don't ya? (Don't ya, yeah)
Baby, what's your mood?
I know you want a risk taker, don't ya? (Don't ya)
Girl, you want a rich nigga, don't ya?
Ay, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): James Edward Fauntleroy, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Benjamin Wilson, Matthew Dean Burdette, David Marcus
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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