Young n' Reckless

[Intro: Chip]

All this weed all this drink

[Hook: Chip]

All this weed all this drink

Can't be good for my liver and lungs

But I ain't stopping no

I know she fucking other nigga's, true

But I don't care I'm still hitting that pussy

See I ain't stopping no

It's like I'm sinning but winning

I'mma need forgiving

I know she's got a man

She's shown me from the beginning

Lonely night's got me raving all the time

This is me I'm addicted to this life

Yes I'm young and I'm reckless

[Verse 1: Chip]

Uhh

I been smoking amnesia

Kinda fucks with my brain

I'll remember the pussy but won't remember your name

And I ain't breeding up a girl out raving you mad

I'm fucking tonight, next day she pushing your pram (Pissed)

North side but I know south dons

So I might go down south don

You should know what to put your mouth on

Sure I made a go down south song

With Krept and Kone

They next to blow

When they thought they had me I switch the flow

Nigga's gassed up, Texaco

Pussy I got the fire for your petrol

I'm extra terrestrial

I want a bad bitch I'm on pet petrol

I was in class while they were selling class

Now they ain't in my class, class

VIP thats chip

No beans just chips

Got the weed, got the rizzler

But there's no spliff without chip

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Konan]

Yeah

Should have saw her waist, Ass phat

Told her throw it back like its Thursday

Cold hearted had to get the body warmer out nigga

North face, but I'm a south nigga

See the smoke through the crowd

Tell me how can I be quiet

When I'm smoking on that loud

We don't ever turn down

Get money fuck a bitch nigga

First I get the bird's eye

Then she give me fish fingers, arghh

Stop acting like a diva

Say your pussy tight

I don't like spending money either

I ain't going home on my own

My cup full of patron, patron

Your wifey calling  my phone

Cos what's ice cream without cone

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Krept]

Krept, young, reckless, live like a G

Kone and Chip got the weed

I sip goose cos it represents me

Goose backwards is double O G

Get her cards and go clubs

Win girls hearts, it's all nuts

Buy spades, flash diamonds

Jack mans queen, it's all fucked

South nigga but I know north niggers

So I might go up north nigga

Krept, Kone, Chip we corporate

And hoes want to fuck with the fortunate

Go prada man blew a bag

Obama the way I blew a rag

It's all mad side chicks complaining

Deserted her cos she weren't my main ting

Boys still chatting garbage

Nail her then I varnish

The girls that I fuck once

They get whipped and I get car sick

True them honeys on the chill

Spoon with the honey like a meal

Don't get twisted still move trill

Fizzy man up, leave man still, blah

[Hook]