Velvet Rope Reckless

Lyrics

Intro
Strobe flash
Glass crash
Gold teeth
Fast cash

Verse 1
Black truck
Pull up crooked on the curb
Whole clique lit
Every word a slurred verb

Big face bills
Rubber bands on the wrist
All these bottles on the table
Look like I own this bitch

VIP stamp
But we never stand in line
I just tip the door man
He forget about the sign

Shades on indoors
Like I’m duckin’ from the law
Got a Gucci stain of liquor
Drippin’ right across the paw

Pre-Chorus
I’m talkin’ rich kid, street bred
Attitude sick, eyes red
Whole crew loud, brain dead
Laughin’ at the tab like “go ahead”

Chorus
We too drunk, too rich, too reckless
Whole room spin, can’t check this
Throw that money like “fuck it, endless”
Floor look flooded, all flex, no breakfast

Vodka on my shirt, that’s pressure
Cash on her skin, that’s texture
We ain’t leavin’ till they stretch us
Too drunk, too rich, too reckless (yeah)

Verse 2 – Female
Walk in bare skin, high heels, no fear
You and your boys all stare like “oh dear”
I see diamonds, I see watch, I see year’s rent
One little look, now your whole check bent

Talk slick? I can make you drop stacks
Run your mouth, I’ll run laps on your black cards
Half your net worth sittin’ on my bar top
Say you from the block but your voice sound soft

You drunk, you loud, you a easy win
I don’t need clothes, baby, I need a pen
Slide that slip, sign name, no frown
You pay to play while I run this town

Pre-Chorus – Female
You too lit to see game when it’s played
Every curse word sweet when you pay
I twist, you trip, yeah you fade
I walk away rich, unbothered, unfazed

Chorus
We too drunk, too rich, too reckless
Whole room spin, can’t check this
Throw that money like “fuck it, endless”
Floor look flooded, all flex, no breakfast

Vodka on my shirt, that’s pressure
Cash on her skin, that’s texture
We ain’t leavin’ till they stretch us
Too drunk, too rich, too reckless (woah)

Verse 3 – Male (pitched down tone)
Voice scratchy
Soul full of poison
Club look hellish
But the hell feel cozy

Cuss every sentence
Like commas, no filter
Crown on crooked
Whole halo off kilter

I’m that street brat
Turned trust fund villain
Chain too heavy
But the sin feel brilliant

Hands on hips
Where the world feel quiet
‘Til the lights flare red
Like a goddamn riot

Verse 4 – Female (aggressive tone)
I see you think you own this space
But you just rentin’ out a face
You bark loud, but that’s all taste
You spill drink, I stack grace

You curse, I smirk, I pivot
You flex, I tax each minute
This room my stage, you visit
Your pride? I’ll make you tip it

You call me names, still pay my fee
You drunk as hell but you stare at me
You swear, you spit, you talk that heat
But my bare skin still your favorite dream

Chorus
We too drunk, too rich, too reckless
Whole room spin, can’t check this
Throw that money like “fuck it, endless”
Floor look flooded, all flex, no breakfast

Vodka on my shirt, that’s pressure
Cash on her skin, that’s texture
We ain’t leavin’ till they stretch us
Too drunk, too rich, too reckless

Bridge – Call & Response
Male
I’m fucked up, faded, borderline gone
Female
I’m focused, counting every bill you dropped wrong

Male
I swear at the world, middle fingers in the sky
Female
I swear I’m takin