Watch Out (feat. Pkeigh & Rjeezy)

Attention all my bad bitches and my boss ass niggas If yo wallet little You cant dance in the middle Titties so soft It feel just like a pillow Im number one bitch You a zero She get to dancing and dancing He throwing money up I get to twerking You staring You gone pay up or what Im not gang banging but got hittas that can shoot em up T Dolla, Pinky, Rjeezy Now who gone f*ck with us Get yo nigga cuz he choosing You fumbled the bag You loosing Im fly and these bitches cruising Yes he know Im bad and boujee Throw that ass Please don't touch it Im winning I know they love it My flow hot Fresh out the oven Boy you better show me something Smacking these bitches You know I don't play Hoes running out but I keep a full tank Why you talking bout me Bitch I ran to the bank Give it to you once It'll never be the same Young boss nigga Going in my own lane Got dussé and Henny You see a bad bitch Know she came in with me Bad attitude but the face real pretty I don't ever like to play games You a lame In the club with that petty ass change No way We be litter than strobe lights You want it Then act right Got that act right They be falling in love You not my type Ride it like a motorcycle Not like a lime-bike Cocky like Caresha Got that snow So Call me Tina We get touchy in the beamer I like him cuz he schemer Uh Show me what your talent is Smoking on that cannabis With my best-friend The last one who tried me Met the backside of my left hand (Aye aye) Watch out Me and my niggas gone pop out F*ck out my frame get you cropped out Niggas ain't speaking my language You know that shit dangerous because of them things might go pow pow (Woah) Flow be so mean though I spit it so clean Nigga wondering how now (Woah) This shit ain't what it all seem F*ck it lil nigga he might just get knocked out (Bam) Boys in the hood like I'm Ricky Shit don't be making no sense Call me 50 Niggas iffy Blow the stiffy Smoking sticky F*ck yo bitch and now she miss me Niggas don't listen We cook in yo kitchen Big dripping No slipping If he bitching Leave him limping Just to show you a real nigga thats pimping (Bitch) She get to dancing and dancing He throwing money up I get to twerking You staring You gone pay up or what Im not gang banging but got hittas that can shoot em up T Dolla, Pinky, Rjeezy Now who gone f*ck with us Get yo nigga cuz he choosing You fumbled the bag You loosing Im fly and these bitches cruising Yes he know Im bad and boujee Throw that ass Please don't touch it Im winning I know they love it My flow hot Fresh out the oven Boy you better show me something