Mama raised a soldier (huh, yuh) Not no bitch, not no bitch, uh (yuh, ayy) Cocaine for my breakfast (what?) Hold that pistol, ambidextrous, uh (yuh, yuh) Pussy boy talk reckless (ayy) He might end up on a stretcher, uh (yuh, bitch) Fuck with my set (ayy)

I'm her getaway driver Her getaway driver So I keep the engine running She'll be my gasoline She treats my heart like a stolen car All the while she had the keys Standing in the line of fire When she's feeling reckless Tangled in her messes

I can't take this All my life is wreckless All our lives our dangerous But we fake our way through That's what we do I can't help this going down Sometimes things get in the way My thoughts I cannot convey

Reckless serenade I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need Call up to listen to the voice of reason Topless models Doing semaphore Wave their flags as she walks by And get ignored Illuminations On a rainy day

Rudy can't fail Rudie can't fail I went to the market to realize my soul First they curse, then they press me till I hurt Sing, Michael, sing On the route of the nineteen bus Hear them sayin' How you get a rude and a reckless?

Baby, you save me Cause when I'm a bullet shot out of a gun Cause when I'm a firecracker comin' undone Or when I'm a fugitive ready to run, all wild-eyed and crazy No matter where my reckless soul takes me Every now and then I get a little lost My

Kiss me like a stranger Baby, hold me like we've never met Every touch, a little danger Like you ain't gotten used to me yet Strike a match, light the fuse You and I, we could use some reckless behavior So, baby, kiss me like a stranger Oh, I got plans

People keep talkin', I just keep winning I'm just like "Fuck it" They just want clout, I'm just so poppin' I do whatever I want, whenever I want I love it (woo, woo) They talkin' reckless, I don't believe 'em, I think they bluffin' (they just be talkin')

Came up out the mud, brush the dirt up off me Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less Hopelessness but I'm in this shit for flesh Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat

We are chosen ones (we are chosen ones) We are chosen ones For the broken hearts For the reckless souls This is mercy, love