Caution

To much fucking drip I need a Sign that just say "caution"
These diamonds on my neck Keep me cold like I'm Steve Austin
These bitches say they love me They love me cuz I'm awesome
The pack keep on coming Everyday I gotta off them

Whole squad bosses came up From our losses
You the type to talk but We don't do no talkin
Custom Nikes when I'm walking Know you see me saucing
Roll a blunt full of glue this shit Have you coughing

I got too much on my mind i Can't waste no time
Feeling like tony hawk cuz I Been on my grind
Getting to this money and ion Even have a line
But I'm still making plays only When I'm on online

I'm never serving at the front Come to the back door
I'm stacking stacks n counting 20s wit my eyes closed
This Gucci watch on my wrist Don't tell the time hoe

But I know
It's my time tho

I gotta go n get it go n get it by Myself
See I did it went no help Ferragamo on my belt niggas Mad you shoulda help but Instead
You pouting by yourself
Say yo life a living hell
You claim you got a bag but my Nigga I can't tell



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Writer(s): Brandon Nash
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