Proceed With Caution - Bonus Track

Bitch I'm the goat
And everybody knows
Couldn't stop me in the studio
So stop me on the low
Flashback to the days playing tag in the snow
Bitch I been there so you ain't never see me fold
And I don't mean to be a hypocrite
But your song kinda sounded like a hippo shit
Then died In the mic never gave you ass a reply
Like I rewind if I see you call I decline
I will not waste my time if you can't get a bag
I will not spend a dime if you can't write a rap
You will not block my shine like the sun in a shack
You will not write a rhyme cause I told you shit's wack
Shit's wack like a thumb tack in a buns ass
I ain't never smoke like where the blunts at
Sticking to myself like I'm a cum rag
I ain't never made a bad song that facts

She give me brain I am not logic
Didn't think that I'd be the one to start shit
Never park shit too much drive made me car sick
Bitch I'm toxic so proceed with caution
She give me brain, I am not logic
Didn't think that I'd be the one to start shit
Never park shit, too much drive made me car sick
Bitch I'm toxic, so proceed with caution

Proceed with caution
Aiming at your neck like I'm Stephen Hawking
Showing no respect but I keep em talking
Bitches gimme neck then they take to walk in
Bitch I feel like the hottest
Like the sun in the sand I might give your bitch a dogging
Ice starts to melt when I start talking
Lice starts to itch when I start walking
Crip walk aiming at your spit knock
I might hit y'all If you really wanna get daw
I'm the big dog if you talking bout my big dog
He might bite some he might wanna take a shit naw
He might wanna take a shit cause you trash on the beat
He might kick y'all when you facing defeat
He a dick y'all he don't mess hunny pee
Keep a lick hidden she an owl on my peen bitch

She give me brain, I am not logic
Didn't think that I'd be the one to start shit
Never park shit, too much drive made me car sick
Bitch I'm toxic, so proceed with caution
She give me brain, I am not logic
Didn't think that I'd be the one to start shit
Never park shit, too much drive made me car sick
Bitch I'm toxic, so proceed with caution

Hold up
Lemme switch the flow up
Sick with this shit, homie might just wanna throw up
Ragging a bitch, now she really wanna glow up
Ice this bitch yeah I'm really bout to blow up
Hold up (Wait)
Who the fuck is you
Hating on the kid homie you must be confused
Verse is the shit but it ain't no number two
It's number three homie take a seat
I'm boutta beat on every track
I'm boutta to break your mother's back
If this my shit it's gonna snap
If this my shit then that is facts
That is facts I ain't talking printer
Got my wood stuck in you I ain't talking splinter
Wobbly stool bout to fall on all the critters
I'm bout to show you, not to mess with a uh idk uh sinner whatever man



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Writer(s): Cameron Legere
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