Watch Out

Album: Trapavelli Tre (2015)
Charted: 64
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    All my niggas with me
    All my niggas with it
    All my niggas ballin'
    All my niggas athletic
    All my niggas A1
    All got street cred
    All my niggas balling
    All my niggas athletic

    Pulled up in the phantom
    Pulled off with a dancer
    Got a pocket full of money
    Kinda hard to keep my pants up
    Nigga tryna run them bands up
    Fuck a bitch with my hands up
    Lil Que fucked the Xans up
    Kinda hard to understand her
    Duffle bags in the Escalade
    Call the bitch there a bread truck
    Got the bitch going retarded
    Call Uber for a spare truck
    All these niggas never scared us
    All these niggas never ran up
    Bitch tryna put the head on me
    Niggas tryna put the feds on me

    Niggas tryna take meds on me
    Everything for the players only
    Niggas sunny like Arizona
    Gunshots just for saying something
    Spraying shit like Aerosol
    You a foul and that's a fair ball
    Nigga can't reach the goal
    Keep shooting that there air ball

    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    You getting mad
    I'm getting rich
    You getting mad
    And I'm getting rich

    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    You getting mad
    I'm getting rich
    You getting mad
    Bitch I'm getting rich

    Watch out lil' hoe
    My partners still smoke on parole
    They say that I'm crazy
    I used to talk to a stove
    I tell it to lock
    Shit I tell it a lot
    Go to the dealership
    Fishtail off the lot

    You know I'm coming straight up the block
    You know I'm coming straight out the top
    Shawty said she want five million
    'Cause I told her to leave and call her a thot
    Shit, you can like it or not
    I'm coming straight out the pot
    Still got some eq in my stock
    Nigga I ain't gotta lie
    Nigga I ain't gotta try
    You waving that thing in the sky
    We waving that thing at your body
    We waving that thing at your eye
    Look at the watch on my wrist
    Yeah I don't mind watching my wrist
    Told that lil' bitch I'll pass
    Nigga watch the assist

    I run the track like the marathon
    You niggas softer than silicone
    You know what it's like when the feeling gone
    I know what it's like when the ceiling gone
    I had a sit down with Farrakhan
    Turn the White House to the Terror Dome
    I used to serve at the Chevron
    I used to serve with my necklace on, bitch

    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    You getting mad
    I'm getting rich
    You getting mad
    And I'm getting rich

    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    Watch out lil' bitch
    Hey, watch out lil' bitch
    You getting mad
    I'm getting rich
    You getting mad
    Bitch I'm getting rich Writer/s: MARKOUS ROBERTS, TAUHEED EPPS
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
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