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Street Credentials

Dangerous (feat. Key Glock)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yuh) (Ayy) (Boom!)
We don't play fair, nah—(BRRRT)—we go deadly

[Verse 1]
These ain't no Levi's (nah), tucked in my G-lock, pockets on knee-high (whoo)
Ran through the streets with a vendetta, lil' bro got a piece by (Pow!)
Dropped outta school, got grade A aim, don’t press me (no)
Ran up a check with precision, I’m vicious—test me (Let's Go!)
I was on 10 when they switched, had to pivot, I’m icy and restless (sheesh)
Posted on corners with demons, them heaters was breathless (Boom Boom Boom!)
They tried finesse—(ha), backfired, we flipped it relentless (yeah)
Police hit the block, we dipped, now we chillin' in Texas (Skrrt!)

[Chorus]
Still got that .30—(Click Clack)—hope they don't search me (nah)
Whole team eatin', you starvin', that shit don't concern me (woo)
Act like you dumb, soon as it jump, I’m buggin' absurdly (go crazy)
He say he king, but I got the crown, I run it with fury (Let's Go!)
We in the A, Hellcat slide like fury (Skrrt Skrrt)
We in the Bay, big chop sound blurry (brrra)
I don’t do peace talks, I need that check in a hurry (cha-ching)
Shooters in rhythm, they step like a flurry (pow, pow, pow!)

[Verse 2]
I can't be postin' my dawgs, they active and savage (facts)
They movin' bricks in the dark, don’t care ‘bout a caption (nah)
You cappin’ a lot, I know it’s an act, you ain't really trappin' (wooh)
Claim that you rich off the blow? Boy, that’s just rappin’ (bitch)
I know some hitters who claim they took over—(yeah)—but they was lackin’ (they soft)
That boy was sweet, got stripped of his piece, now he just passin’ (Boom!)
That dog food raw, junkies geeked like madmen (zombie)
He got hit broad day, I spun with the mag then (BRRRRT!)
Turncoats never return, cut ‘em off like bad friends (nah)
Cops said they had him red-handed, but they just trapped him (damn)

[Chorus]
Still got that .30—(Let it sing)—hope they don’t press me (nah)
I’m paranoid, lookin’ left, right, never move messy (let’s go)
That boy a clone, say he hot? That cap don’t impress me (stop that)
He play with the fam, then I’m sendin’ a symphony deadly (pow, pow!)
We in the H, lean splashin’ like jelly (sip)
I’m in the D with the 9 like McNelly (click clack)
Don’t do no fightin’, I box with the semi (BRRRA)
Got my advance, I blew that on Fendi (whoo!)

[Verse 3]
Only 26, got the Benz on valet (skrrt)
Movin' like ghosts, you could die off the wrong play (facts)
Say it’s my style? Better know I paved way (woah)
I’m the one wrote it, they just click and replay (yuh)
I don’t do threats, I press like a keypad (click)
You talkin’ hot? That’s cute—‘til we swing pads (bow!)
Suicide mission, if you think I ain’t armed (never)
Gamble wit' death, we pull cards from the arm (BRRRT!)
Call me a menace, I’m movin’ like Chapo (king)
Once I get locked in, it’s over—no potholes (no detours)
Three-floor loft, marble floors, with a model (she bad)
Said I’d be nothin’—now they swallow the sorrow (yeah!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)

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