Icons x RHY$ - Caution

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Everyone up in the club turn to victim
He a bitch like a wig we gon lift em (Lift em)
Go get him (What)
Nickname is phantom cause Danny go get em
What
Smoking that
Everyone up in the club turn to victim
He a bitch like a wig we gon lift em
Nickname phantom cause Danny go get em
Huh
Spliff him
What
Smoking that za pack straight from the coffin
Whole lotta of blood and tears yea he was coughing
We ain't fazed the shit happen often
(What)
I can't rest till i'm in a coffin
And dont trust these bitches
They steady be stalkin
Stay low better watch how you walking
On yo pockets these niggas be stalking
Steady white chalkin like
Better come correct
Like
Aint no resurrect
Dancing wit the devil
Stomping wit a tec
Like
You heard it before u gon die bout respect
Like huh
OGK
Yea that be the set
Free lil slider that niggas a vet
Like
That Niggas a vet
Like
That nigga a vet like his name Tom Brady
Have my niggas flocking at 12
They thinking i'm crazy
Shoot me a movie
Ku don't shoot bricks and that's on Stanley
Why these niggas stay talking on family
Dominic Toretto
This fast life get deadly
Keep me a baddie I think her name betty
Lincoln me to the war zone
So I addresses this shit like Getty
Like is ya ready
Hold on why these niggas be on my dick
They just mad I be rapping and shit
And gang be cracking they bitch
While they acting and shit
Like
Gang why they hating all on our shit
They just mad that we get to the dead president
And can't no one stop us from doing this shit
Like
Bro going shoot when I give the assist
Sean McVay how I coach the blitz
OBJ how I dance with the blick
Baby Just dance
Wii ain't new to this
Michael Jack a new experience
Queriendo el niño
You remember that shit
Translation
That mean your girl she fuck with the kid
Like Nigga I dance wit the dead
Speak on CeCe and ya losing ya head
He use to be gang turned to a fed
Call him a pigeon for switching for bread
Beam on his block like a light show
Love on dark chocolate
Cant fuck wit a white hoe
Playing the game call a iso
Playing the game call a iso
Me say love you yea that was a typo
Auto correct
Slittin ya throat
If u talk out yo neck
And I don't go to bank to deposit a check like
Don't deposit a check like
Don't deposit a check cuz i get too much bread
Calling my phone and your bitch giving head
Don't chase no man one call he dead
Sitting right here wit da gang and they brought me here cuz i'm doing my thang
Like a surgeon ima split yo brain
UH UH OK UH UH

Written by:
Honcho Tre, Jalen RHYS, OGK Icons

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