WillThaRapper - Watch Out lyrics

[Intro] p**yham Productions Why we up all night, bruh It's WillThaRapper n***a Skwa, skwa, look [Verse 1] I told this b**h to watch out Cause she in the way Her boy want a feature, but he gotta pay He talkin' all crazy I'm like what he got to say My heater be turnt, look I put some heat in this phase, look I'm just like watch out lil' b**h Watch out lil' b**h He wanna talk tough I'm like pop out lil' b**h But when he pull up I just pull my Glock out lil' b**h Now he wanna run I just let some shots out lil' b**h Look, I pop his a** like some bubblegum Got a hundred drum I get a drummer some My flow hard they say I get a summer sun And your b**h on my dick tryna be number one How you hatin' and your b**h is my biggest fan Forty heat, I might give him the biggest tan And your b**h run me good like a ceiling fan Don't cut verse with no middle or little man If I talk I'm talkin' to bosses Who just like me can't afford any losses n***as be pumpin' my aim be too perfect And everything hit ‘em is so flawless My new foreign b**h she so My new sh** they crank more than ya'll sh** That thiry clip yam is a yard stick Pull out the K and then match you a target, whoa They got me f**ed up Where was you when I was f**ed up Now be popped up cause I locked up And the same time, I'm not up up I'm still f**ed up, still be in the streets Plus those rotten n***as in the streets They ain't building beef, they ain't feeling grief But the Feds still be thinking they're in the sheets That's crazy Swear to God these rap n***as be faking sh** And them same n***as be hatin' sh**, look Swear to God I on' the sanest sh** And everything I say, just know I mean this sh** Look, it's Lil' Robbie n***a I swear I'm ready to rob a n***a, look Never wanted to be a trap n***a, oh Tryna make a hundred mil' n***a I only make music for a real n***a say wow [Verse 2] Young n***a that they mad at All the Twitter talk they can have that So I sneak diss I ain't spares bandages Say jump, where that mask at Ex bro Kev where the Mac at Tye call my phone, where his a** at I'm like say you got something to grab that [Verse 3] We just slid on that b**h We spotted that hoe She like hey is that WillThaRapper I'm like oh, watch out lil' hoe I say aye come get her bro Then I pull my Glock really slow Then aim at his top really slow Then let bout the whole villy go [Outro] Bla, du du du pow pow Du du du pow pow Blrrrr, ha ha It's Lil' Robbie n***a