blaatina - watch out lyrics
[hook: blaatina]
at the trap we load it up who at the door
if you think ’bout walking in ’cause you see one it’s gon’ be four
please don’t come here acting tough because it’s four and plus some more
if you reach inside your pockets we gon’ empty out the pole
you just, need to, need to watch out
because your gang ain’t gon’ save you with all these glocks out
i put your shooters on the payroll, make ’em clock out
don’t need to do no dirty work ’cause i’m on top now
[verse 1: blaatina]
put your gun up, weak b-tches get done up
won’t ever catch me lacking, if you do you better run up
you looking like a groupie, type of b-tches we make fun of
ain’t friendly with no hoe because they always try to one up
been gettin’ money, in love with the cream
strap with the clip and it came with a beam
ain’t been asleep ’cause i’m living a dream
b-tch i am c-cky, ain’t rapping for free
dash in the whip and it don’t got a key
hang with the bosses, i live like a g
started on go and i give ’em that coma
slide on your block and we nothing to squeeze
[hook: blaatina]
at the trap we load it up who at the door
if you think ’bout walking in ’cause you see one it’s gon’ be four
please don’t come here acting tough because it’s four and plus some more
if you reach inside your pockets we gon’ empty out the pole
you just, need to, need to watch out
because your gang ain’t gon’ save you with all these glocks out
i put your shooters on the payroll, make ’em clock out
don’t need to do no dirty work ’cause i’m on top now
[verse 2: nle choppa]
ay, yeah
i make ’em clock out like he switching shifts up in this b-tch
i need to shot with three arms, the draco got too much kick
ay my n-gg-s keep in tools like it was something to fix
and b-tch i kick down the door and run through your house while you taking a sh-t
young n-gg-, i was 14, but my glock, it was 23, yeah
glizzy make a n-gg- say “uhhh” like he master p, yeah
had a white shirt on but the bullets turned it to a red tee, yeah
choppa get to kickin’ everything in sight like jet lee, yeah
[hook]
at the trap we load it up who at the door
if you think ’bout walking in ’cause you see one it’s gon’ be four
please don’t come here acting tough because it’s four and plus some more
if you reach inside your pockets we gon’ empty out the pole
you just, need to, need to watch out
because your gang ain’t gon’ save you with all these glocks out
i put your shooters on the payroll, make ’em clock out
don’t need to do no dirty work ’cause i’m on top now
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