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Caution
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Pop Smoke
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(AXL, AXL) F**k this slpiff, n***a We burn opps, n***a! F**k cops, n***a! What's crackin'? (Yo, Pop [?]) F**k Mike, n***a! F**k is wrong with n***as, man? [?], n***a F**k is wrong with n***as? What? N***as wasn't ready for this I'm in the booth, bro I'm in the booth, cuz I got you, cuz Call you right back, cuz, woo Aight Look, huh Caution, I don't have time for the walkin' I keep a (Grrt baow), I don't have time for talkin' I take yo money, extortion I buy your treesh in an auction Gimme that, hol' on Glizzy foreign like a Taurus [?], hit 'em up, wait Glizzy on me, bullets penetrate, hol' on (Shoota) .30, on gang, it gon' detonate 823rd, no Get Straight 100 Cloccs, sanctioned I catch a opp and blanked him stankin', hol' on, wait I call up [?] and he bang bang I'm with the Crips, know be gang bang I do not f**k with no shift n***as All that twirlin', leave you dizzy, n***a I do not f**k with this [?] Drac' n***as, we gon' kill 'em n***as We evaluate, we drillin' n***as (Drillin' n***as) I'm Getting Straight Cash, and I'm sanctioned 100 Clocc Crip and you know I ain't feelin' n***as (What's crackin'?) I catch a opp and we be spillin' n***as Trigg?r with me, we be hitting n***as, hol' on, wait Swip?y with me, we be drillin' n***as (Swipey with me, we be drillin' n***as) What's crackin'? Swipey with me, we be drillin' n***as (09' to the Cloccs, n***a) Hunnid (F**k you talkin' bout?) Swipey with me, we be drillin' n***as, Swipey with me, we be drillin' n***as We gon' hit him and finish him, nobody innocent if you ain't dead, better lay down Flossy the jungle where n***as rumble Aim at your head, we don't spray ground Aim at your head, we don't spray ground Boy you ain't safe in the playground Come to the Cloccs with whips, n***a You and (Shh) gettin' laid down N***a everything K Big 24, don't call me blood Kick down the door Big 092, show no remorse Buyin' designer, all in the store Can't get you out, b*t*h, you a w**** For my lil' guy D'usse on a floor I make a call, b*t*h and it's war Two-liter Sprite, I pour a four Pull up TD, I got ten in my jeans Pop out with me, was on TV Patek Phillipe, Givenchy tee I need a mil', been in these streets Know that I'm Floss, come to the East LOAB, screamin', "Free Ree" Shooters in plaza, stay with the sleaze I call the Ape, free Melly Gz Look Caption, [?] picture, walkin' through Twenty on bottles, my diamonds they shinin', these VV's hit out the pigeon coop (Woo), I take that b*t*h with me on a roll Big .30 clip on me, hittin' stores and I'm duckin' the Jakes, tryna make it home Sh*t, Trav I hit the spot and I cook it up B*t*hes, they heard that we hella lit Now all these hoes wanna f**k wit' us Michael Amiri the denim, Givenchy the tee, sippin' lean out the double cup I ride in the foreign so as you can see when I step in the spot I'ma f**k it up When I step in the spot I'ma f**k it up Hol' on, hol' on Bad b*t*hes in my section, 20 bottles my direction Foreign whip, it's not a question Hol' on, hol' on I f**k your b*t*h with my chains on, she told me to teach her a lesson
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