Cautious lyrics

by

Thouxanbanfauni



Ban, Bans

I just starved for these bands
I’d throw 50 bands on that b*tch right now (right now)
That n*gga that boy owe me money
I need that sh*t right now

[Hook]
Feel like Sora, float like Roxas
Aye, A nobody used to be heartless
Shawty so gorgeous, shawty so flawless
Aye broke boy, I like my b*tches jawless
Watching these watches
Cause I’m cautious
These pills got a young n*gga nauseous
I feel like all these f*ck n*ggas plotting
All this Gucci on me mane, no Gucci mane
Rap game Eric Koston (frosting)
Yung icey boy I do it often
I got two fine shawtys out in Boston
This kush gone have all these people coughing
Put em in a coffin
That’s when I start bossing

[Verse 1]
28 grams and some tru religion (tru, tru)
30 rounds all in the new extension
I let it stand clear all on a black fitted
That black pad like a gif cause I'm so gifted
Boof make you levitate, you be so lifted
I got my young boys gravitating off this heavy zipping
Always on go, in the streets on the road
I'm feeling lil mama, but I can never cuff no ho
I put a ho with a ho, plus one mo
They all on a young n*gga, that's a trio
I got booked for a show
Leave a show for a show (Damn)
Just to be late to a show
Buddy, tell my partner, let it f*ckin go
That dirty piece, yeah I'm gone have to let it go
I can't even chill no mo'
Cause we always be on go
I can't sit still no mo
Every pill the last picture
I be lapped so I'm up where I can't even feel no mo
Black and white b*tch
God damn she look just like the s'mores
I'm with the red bull, yeah young n*gga so
Leaning with some liquor, I had got some pour
And I woke up on the floor
Fresh as f*ck though
Cause you f*cked ho
And you ain't talking bout sh*t
You get ignored ho
I get foward
I can't look back I get forward
I leave you in that four door
I need that two-seat corridor
Call up a uber, get a show for a night
Yellow meter in a ford explorer
I'm an explorer wit a dora explorer b*tch
That's a Spanish b*tch, yeah she travel the world...
[Hook]
Feel like Sora, float like Roxas
Aye, A nobody used to be heartless
Shawty so gorgeous, shawty so flawless
Aye broke boy, I like my b*tches jawless
Watching these watches
Cause I’m cautious
These pills got a young n*gga nauseous
I feel like all these f*ck n*ggas plotting
All this Gucci on me mane, no Gucci mane
Rap game Eric Koston (frosting)
Yung icey boy I do it often
I got two fine shawtys out in Boston
This kush gone have all these people coughing
Put em in a coffin
That’s when I start bossing
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