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Watch Out

 

Watch Out

(album: 7.62, Vol 2.5 - 2018)


Better watch out who you hang with
Because it's something ain't right 'bout them
Have you ever felt like it's you on the corner
Ain't no way you can fight 'bout it
You don't know 'bout the struggle before I had guns
Had to find a glass bottle make a knife out it
You say he a shooter, but he not the one
He ain't shooting no .40, I doubt it
I kick out the work like I'm Ronda Rousey
I'm off the drugs and I'm feeling drowsy
I keep the pack on me, skirt off in the Audi
I take out the work like a brownie
That nigga was lost but they never found him
I set [?] designer, tryna get me three houses
I got the water on me, look like a fountain
This AR on me, make 'em fly like a falcon

Nigga's do anything just for a [?]
That nigga want war, this .40 shoot blue points
I got an OG down the street, look like [?]
I swear to God you don't want smoke and I thought he a NewPort
I set up shop inside the trap like a food court
We gon' shoot the baby, I don't care 'bout a newborn
That Glock 17 make 'em fly like a unicorn
We come to his job, he got shot in his uniform
I got the Mag, I forgot to put the cooler on it
I got two bitches in my room like I'm shooting porn
I want to know how that's your man
You not shooting for 'em
He think [?] he got caught in a thunderstorm
I [?] on an opp, I'm like what you running for?
Don't spin a bin, we do a hit in a hoverboard
These nigga's not shooting
I'm like what you bluffing for?
I call Corleon, he pull up with that drum for 'em

Better watch out who you hang with
Because it's something ain't right 'bout them
Have you ever felt like it's you on the corner
Ain't no way you can fight 'bout it
You don't know 'bout the struggle before I had guns
Had to find a glass bottle make a knife out it
You say he a shooter, but he not the one
He ain't shooting no .40, I doubt it
I kick out the work like I'm [?]
I'm off the drugs and I'm feeling drowsy
I keep the pack on me, skirt off in the Audi
I take out the work like a brownie
That nigga was lost but they never found him
I set [?] designer, tryna get me three houses
I got the water on me, look like a fountain
This AR on me, make 'em fly like a falcon

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