Caution (feat. T Deniro)
I got drip, drip like faucets
Slick shit yeah I'm saucing
Thick bitch and she bossing
Big zips of this bomb shit
Getting lit it's so awesome
I'll get rich quick with my process
Six digits my profits
Twin glizzys, that's chopsticks
Clique with me don't cross em
Get clipped with no caution
Better watch your back, apply caution
I just caught a rat, I might squash him
Want my guap in stacks, I like options
All the opps is lacking, I lost em
Tryna drop some racks on clothes often
Out here dodging traps and closed coffins
Got a prob with Mak, it's gon cost em
Have my dogs attack with no caution
I want all the racks
Tryna call up the squad and go shop at Sach's
Yeah, yeah
Boy you falling flat
I been all on my job ain't no stopping that
I want the bread and a lot of plaques
I gotta flex with my pockets fat
Hop out the Chev like I got a strap
Make your thot give me neck and don't call her back
Killin em dead like a heart attack
Cuz they still on my head like a Starter cap
Fill em with dread when I start to rap
Want a mil on my breast that's an artifact
Chill on my chest like an arctic cat
I'm really the best they can't argue facts
They feeling the stress cuz these artists whack
I keep building the pressure it's hard to match
Want water on me yeah artesian wells
Y'all some walking zombies under evil spells
This not a hobby what I'm speaking sells
Bitch I'm hot wasabi son this heat'll melt
Like a pot of coffee all this weed it smell
They gon wanna stop me watching me prevail
Bet I brought the posse always keep it real
See a lot of copies y'all should be yourselves, aye
Yuh, man I'm so gone off this Animal Cookies
Can't do songs with these amateur rookies
Mak been a don understand what it took me, yeah, huh
Hand me the guap don't be acting be so crooked
Hatching a plot with the plan I be cooking
The fam at the top y'all just standing there looking, aye
I got drip, drip like faucets
Slick shit yeah I'm saucing
Thick bitch and she bossing
Big zips of this bomb shit
Getting lit it's so awesome
I'll get rich quick with my process
Six digits my profits
Twin glizzys, that's chopsticks
Clique with me don't cross em
Get clipped with no caution
Better watch your back, apply caution
I just caught a rat, I might squash him
Want my guap in stacks, I like options
All the opps is lacking, I lost em
Tryna drop some racks on clothes often
Out here dodging traps and closed coffins
Got a prob with Mak, it's gon cost em
Have my dogs attack with no caution
Moving with caution
Move so fast, so fast I lost em, yeah
I'm balling, I'm bossing
Even in the court, judge know I'm flossing, yeah
Your homie, you crossed him
Gotta look back, my kickback cross em, ow
My whip ain't no stalling
I be on the road, no time to talk it out
She told me to ride with some caution
Know I be making some moves
The way like I'm bossing
Take me a trip into Austin
Headed to Dallas, them Stars
I be with the Martians
Don't really hang with no goblins
Know me some goons out here
That really robbing
Rapping and move it with caution
Back on the road with boxes
Yeah, yeah
Deniro
Riding with caution
Yeah, you know we lost em
Slick shit yeah I'm saucing
Thick bitch and she bossing
Big zips of this bomb shit
Getting lit it's so awesome
I'll get rich quick with my process
Six digits my profits
Twin glizzys, that's chopsticks
Clique with me don't cross em
Get clipped with no caution
Better watch your back, apply caution
I just caught a rat, I might squash him
Want my guap in stacks, I like options
All the opps is lacking, I lost em
Tryna drop some racks on clothes often
Out here dodging traps and closed coffins
Got a prob with Mak, it's gon cost em
Have my dogs attack with no caution
I want all the racks
Tryna call up the squad and go shop at Sach's
Yeah, yeah
Boy you falling flat
I been all on my job ain't no stopping that
I want the bread and a lot of plaques
I gotta flex with my pockets fat
Hop out the Chev like I got a strap
Make your thot give me neck and don't call her back
Killin em dead like a heart attack
Cuz they still on my head like a Starter cap
Fill em with dread when I start to rap
Want a mil on my breast that's an artifact
Chill on my chest like an arctic cat
I'm really the best they can't argue facts
They feeling the stress cuz these artists whack
I keep building the pressure it's hard to match
Want water on me yeah artesian wells
Y'all some walking zombies under evil spells
This not a hobby what I'm speaking sells
Bitch I'm hot wasabi son this heat'll melt
Like a pot of coffee all this weed it smell
They gon wanna stop me watching me prevail
Bet I brought the posse always keep it real
See a lot of copies y'all should be yourselves, aye
Yuh, man I'm so gone off this Animal Cookies
Can't do songs with these amateur rookies
Mak been a don understand what it took me, yeah, huh
Hand me the guap don't be acting be so crooked
Hatching a plot with the plan I be cooking
The fam at the top y'all just standing there looking, aye
I got drip, drip like faucets
Slick shit yeah I'm saucing
Thick bitch and she bossing
Big zips of this bomb shit
Getting lit it's so awesome
I'll get rich quick with my process
Six digits my profits
Twin glizzys, that's chopsticks
Clique with me don't cross em
Get clipped with no caution
Better watch your back, apply caution
I just caught a rat, I might squash him
Want my guap in stacks, I like options
All the opps is lacking, I lost em
Tryna drop some racks on clothes often
Out here dodging traps and closed coffins
Got a prob with Mak, it's gon cost em
Have my dogs attack with no caution
Moving with caution
Move so fast, so fast I lost em, yeah
I'm balling, I'm bossing
Even in the court, judge know I'm flossing, yeah
Your homie, you crossed him
Gotta look back, my kickback cross em, ow
My whip ain't no stalling
I be on the road, no time to talk it out
She told me to ride with some caution
Know I be making some moves
The way like I'm bossing
Take me a trip into Austin
Headed to Dallas, them Stars
I be with the Martians
Don't really hang with no goblins
Know me some goons out here
That really robbing
Rapping and move it with caution
Back on the road with boxes
Yeah, yeah
Deniro
Riding with caution
Yeah, you know we lost em
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Mcdonald
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