CAUTIOUS Lyrics

Cautious

Cautious

Cautious

Cautious

Cautious

Cautious

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I be cautious I be in my groove Glock up in my shoes got 40 racks up in my joggers and She reaching for my tool

Hunnid racks up on my back ain't no stopping break ya neck come on now no we don't Play

It's a price for escapades turn my wrist I see that Rollie search for time no you can't fold Me

Lift three hundred raise a stack play that poker Texas hold 'em lay em down we gon Expose em

Sweep yo block ain't nun left bitch I'm done let's get my check give me options when I'm Bound let's get RiRi in the Town

Swanging and banging I'm gripping the wheel speakers is knocking I'm making four mil

My bruddas is riders wit sticks out the window we making that kill

So we changing yo meal you eating them bullets they knock out your organs live in 0riginal I'm so unofficial

Aye

We aiming beams like a light show red laser show that 5.0 ya back is now a target Watch Yo step up in this market

I be cautious I be in my groove Glock up in my shoes show me that smile now look at me Fool

Yeah

Imma rock up in this bitch ain't no glocks up in this bitch 4-5-6 Gottem loaded hawk you Down up in this bitch

Give me no pressure I won't let it go give me that flow I won't read it slow floating on Three's I'm high in the trees

Smoking that green I'm rocking yo team

Cautious

Cautious

Cautious

Cautious

I be cautious I be in my groove Glock up in my shoes show me that content yo mouth is A nonsense

Hop out the car I bet you don't bump this yo lyrics is whack I'm racing like track hop in The sack then press it like flat

I got blood on my jeans imma wash these hoes later girl stop pressing like a seam before You end up as a traitor

I got money in my right and sticks up in my left just be cautious you ain't got no breath Before you end up as a death

Aye

Yeah

Yeah

Let's go

Yeah

Ain't nobody here to save you

Just stick to fucking cable

Yo life don't fucking matter if you end up on a table

I be cautious I be in my groove Glock up in my shoes show me that content yo mouth is A nonsense

Hop out the car I bet you don't bump this yo lyrics is whack I'm racing like track hop in The sack then press it like flat

I got blood on my jeans imma wash these hoes later girl stop pressing like a seam before You end up as a traitor

I got money in my right and sticks up in my left just be cautious you ain't got no breath Before you end up as a death