Watch Out!

Your baby said that she want me I just lied, said I want her too I should've told the truth, huh Got too toxic, had to tell her move on Keep pushing forward, not back, fuck a moonwalk My new baby's so bad, I think she is the one And my brothers stay on go, you shouldn't play with them I don't got a cape, fuck a hoe, I ain't saving them Fuck all y'all rappers that's chilling with Satan'em My bae said she want a corn dog, she been craving 'em Link up with Rae and shorty get to shakin' some If you tired of the problems you got, stop creating them Za to the face, but it's not recreational You switched up over some Za, that was lame of you Watch out Hop out What you gon' do when the glocks out? Beat up the pack, got a knock out I'm counting racks up in my house (Yeah!) Whoever said that life was fair? Suited up, walking 'round like the mayor Flying first class, private jet, finna land All black fit, feel like Opium Told her, I wanna see your titties, show me em Got em salty, they up in they sodium We finna slide on the block like petroleum (Yeah!) Girl you got too many red flags Know you see them fouling, where the ref at? Why you mad over nothing? Never said that I told you I'm sorry, but I'm into get back I'm into get back Do me wrong, get away, bitch, forget that Tried my best, but I couldn't forgive that I'll be damned if I let her get distant You said me and Rell switched up, boy that's cap Better watch your ego, 'fore you get lapped Hit her so hard, her legs give out Got that shit on me, you don't want to get loud Said I was finna stop smoking, I relapsed On her cycle, had to tell her ass relax I've been a soldier I'm high, I don't like being sober Wondering if I'll ever get my growth spurt Girl, it's too early don't start, huh I got some bands, they don't march, huh Plug just hit me, said he got the narcs, huh And my baby bad, with a arch, huh I be feelin' bipolar, yeah She off a bar, but ain't no granola I be sippin' lean, girl, this ain't no Corona Need that boy addy, call my nigga Soma Keep that metal on me like it's Futurama Talkin' out your neck, then we might shoot your mama Gotta watch your back, you check who you in front of And my brothers stay on go, you shouldn't play with them I don't got a cape, fuck a hoe, I ain't saving them Fuck all y'all rappers that's chilling with Satan'em My bae said she want a corn dog, she been craving 'em Link up with Rae and shorty get to shakin' some If you tired of the problems you got, stop creating them