caution! (single) - ayrtn lyrics
[intro]
(ayrtn tag)
yeah yeah, uh
(uh!)
[chorus]
sipping on my maggy
step up on my shoes
i’ll get to double tappy
n*ggas funny, ha ha ha
they come like eddie caddie
all you n*ggas fassy, talking wasseen, (ooh)
all these n*ggas preeing on my fasheen, (ooh)
after the show, hop up in a cabby, cool
man i got the tooly in my handbag, (yeah)
strap up with the bible in my handbag, yeah
[bridge]
man i step with caution, ‘cos i can’t lack
i’m in the bahamas, b*tch i’m stepping on some white sand, (d*mn)
i can’t see n0body through these shades man
i invest my money, make my money do a payback, (yeah)
you better do it different, or you fade out
b*tch it’s summer time, i’m tryna shine, i got my fade out, yеah
i don’t watch n0body but my own *rs*
cracking on this fake security, i had to bypass, yеah
[verse 2]
n*ggas thinking that it’s sweet
ain’t sh*t sweet ‘round here
my baby got brown hair
big packs of the loud here
talk sh*t but i don’t care
no beard, cute boy
cute boy, so i make noise
yeah i’ve been snaked so i’m paranoid
i can’t f*ck, with you, anymore
n*gga sh*t like number two
my b*tch, she bad and rude
my sh*t, hot like soup
on fruit loops, make loops
i cannot f*ck with you n*ggas
i get to the figures
i be chilling with the gang (gang gang)
[verse 3]
cute watch on my wrist
i let it gliss, that’s a light ten
if i don’t like you, then, you’ll know that
i don’t beg friend
money talks in the passy’ of n4’s mercedes
couldn’t care about your feelings
i’m just tryna get paid g
and i’m chillin’ with aa, d3, 5h
i had jawns from bebo, msn, mysp*ce
you got bands, i’ll take that
bad one, got her waist sn*tched
slave trade, payback
white airs, lace dat
(uh)
[chorus]
sipping on my maggy
step up on my shoes
i’ll get to double tappy
n*ggas funny, ha ha ha
they come like eddie caddie
all you n*ggas fassy, talking wasseen, (ooh)
all these n*ggas preeing on my fashion, (ooh)
after the show hop up in a cabby, cool
man i got the tooly in my handbag, (yeah)
strap up with the bible in my handbag
[verse 4]
me, my n*ggas strapping, we ain’t lackin
and she looking nice you know i’m finna blow her back in, yeah
i’m a paper boy, i get them racks in
make it bang like cillit, and i make it do a backspin (yeah yeah)
diamonds shining on me, chandelier
used to be down bad, now i just wipe away the tears
cheers!
all my n*ggas chillin’ over here
i got water on me, you can catch me by the pier, yeah
[bridge]
man i step with caution ‘cos i can’t lack
i’m in the bahamas b*tch i’m stepping on some white sand, d*mn
i can’t see n0body through these shades man
i invest my money, make my money do a payback, yeah
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