Look Out - 3 Deep Remix Version
Look out
Meth, Imma cook now
Damn, I'm a crook now
Chains, man I took all
Rob the plug, then I took off
Feds on my ass got to look out
Bands off my pants, I just took out
She laced up my lean and I took off
Ask me; "what's wrong?", I just look off
You can lace up my shit, I just took drug
Even though I'm cold she say I look hot
I don't want hoes, I ain't tryna hook up
"Who's Goddess?" Shit, got to look up
Smoking on my shit, get you hooked up
I ain't being fucking down, got to look up
If you need a plug, I'm the hookup
Struggling with yo gun, like a new cop
Old casket for a new op
Brand new price for new a drug
Smoking on the bitch like a hookah
Pulling to yo crib, I'm an Uber
Tainted windows you can only look out
I was busy sipping lean I had to book out
Had a lot of shit to say I threw the hook out
Invited lots bitches for the cookout
Dreads all In my face, not tryna look out
Went inside her then I took out
Look out for this bitch she kind of crook
Look out for this bitch she kind of push
Look out for this bitch she kind of good
Someone hand a light I got a wood
She want me to eat I'm kind of full
All In that pussy I got a tour
How much fucking gems I got to pull
She wet for me, like I got a pool
Above everyone I think I am roof
She a dumb bitch and I am goofy
Aiming for the bread I think I am goose
If I end this shit here, I'm just doin as I choose
Meth, Imma cook now
Damn, I'm a crook now
Chains, man I took all
Rob the plug, then I took off
Feds on my ass got to look out
Bands off my pants, I just took out
She laced up my lean and I took off
Ask me; "what's wrong?", I just look off
You can lace up my shit, I just took drug
Even though I'm cold she say I look hot
I don't want hoes, I ain't tryna hook up
"Who's Goddess?" Shit, got to look up
Smoking on my shit, get you hooked up
I ain't being fucking down, got to look up
If you need a plug, I'm the hookup
Struggling with yo gun, like a new cop
Old casket for a new op
Brand new price for new a drug
Smoking on the bitch like a hookah
Pulling to yo crib, I'm an Uber
Tainted windows you can only look out
I was busy sipping lean I had to book out
Had a lot of shit to say I threw the hook out
Invited lots bitches for the cookout
Dreads all In my face, not tryna look out
Went inside her then I took out
Look out for this bitch she kind of crook
Look out for this bitch she kind of push
Look out for this bitch she kind of good
Someone hand a light I got a wood
She want me to eat I'm kind of full
All In that pussy I got a tour
How much fucking gems I got to pull
She wet for me, like I got a pool
Above everyone I think I am roof
She a dumb bitch and I am goofy
Aiming for the bread I think I am goose
If I end this shit here, I'm just doin as I choose
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Writer(s): Alex Frenette
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