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LYRICFLUENTDangerous World Lyrics by Mustard, Travis Scott, YG
Below, you will find the lyrics for Dangerous World by Mustard.
Mustard on the beat, hoe
Krispy Kreme whip and the wheels glazed, yeah
When you move at night, you don't feel shade
Runnin' through the field, it's a field day
Yeah, let her bang the set at the hood date
She gonna bust down, if the beat good
She gonna roll up, bring the Backwoods
Parked the Lambo', took the Brink's truck
Become a Greek freak, when you see bucks
Is your hair done? Is your bills paid?
When you outside, do you feel safe?
If we go up, gotta take phones
I'm with some go-ups, I can take home
Act up in the bay like Draymond
I might need my money like Faizon
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Bust it, bust it down, bust it down
Ay, ay, bust it down, bust it down
Ay, ay, bust it down, bust it down
YG come around, bitch, you gotta bust it down
Bust it down, bust it down
Ay, bust it down, bust it down
Ay, bust it down, bust it down
When Travis come around, bitch, you better bust it down
Krispy Kreme whip and the wheels glazed, yeah
When you move at night, you don't feel shade
Runnin' through the field, it's a field day
Yeah, let her bang the set at the hood date
She gonna bust down, if the beat good
She gonna roll up, bring the Backwoods
Parked the Lambo', took the Brink's truck
Become a Greek freak, when you see bucks
Is your hair done? Is your bills paid?
When you outside, do you feel safe?
If we go up, gotta take phones
I'm with some go-ups I can take home
Do you cook clean?
Do you fuck good?
If I hit it right, is you gonna let me know what's good?
You gonna let me hit the first night?
I think you should
I'm in the pussy like bam-bam
hell nah, I ain't no rookie
Ayy, I bang Bloods in that pussy
Ayy, turn the lights off, I don't want you lookin'?
Tight pussy, her virginity, think I took it
Fuck all that foreplay
Ayy, what's up with that Treyway?
Aye, that threesome, girl, I don't play
Ayy, beat it up, that's a melee
G-63, I swerve on 'em
First pitch at the Dodger, can't curve on 'em
YG, I don't give a fuck, you got some nerve, don't ya?
I'm out on bail, how you feel?
Go to hell
Krispy Kreme whip and the wheels glazed, yeah
When you move at night, you don't feel shade
Runnin' through the field, it's a field day
Yeah, let her bang the set at the hood date
She gonna bust down, if the beat good
She gonna roll up, bring the Backwoods
Parked the Lambo', took the Brink's truck
Become a Greek freak, when you see bucks
Is your hair done? Is your bills paid?
When you outside, do you feel safe?
If we go up, gotta take phones
I'm with some go-ups, I can take home
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