Isaac Foderingham-Rudder - Watch Out lyrics

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Isaac Foderingham-Rudder - Watch Out lyrics

[Intro] Bands bands Yung Rudder Bands bands bands TAXES out now though Look [Verse 1] We do it mag in Trini dawg Let me tell you what the scene be We have this sh** on lock No one else knows where the keys be We're super, man and your bars? Comical like it's DC Allyuh men does rap real brown For us though it's a breeze E-popping chicks who rel bad? Always begging to come see me The only stones I would give you? In a time machine back to BC Yeah we're up at the top But there's a cap like where your knees be All these men trying to sponge off him But I clean them up like squeezy I'z a real man, we stay united and I have sk**s like Martial My swag I got from Memphis, sure blind to sh** that don't matter I'm on that Giggs swag, or Smalling maybe how I mark your girl You're saving hoes like De Gea dawg, her sheets not clean, they done rack up A body count Dexter would love to have That's why like my life, allyuh should keep your wood under wraps Ever since Em got older, I feel his old place up for grabs RIP to Ali, but I'll knock out anyone who wants to come for jabs You really wah f** with Paxx? You should... [Hook x2] Watch out lil imps [x4] 'Cause I'm doing dabs And I'm smoking spliffs She shake that a** 'Cause daiz my pips [Verse 2] Need a chick to make the dick firm On my head like a Brimfirm I believe when she say she come Can't fake pa**ion, like it's Worm Flowing smoother than a slick perm Spitting all of these sick germs I know I'z get under men skin Leave them itching like ringworms k**ed the beat on that Panda dawg Currently it's there at the morgue Shoutout to J Scoona doe With them beats, you'z a master dawg Have this rel sweet dancer PAWG I does watch she like an*log I've been trying to GT But to get that puss hard like Kamla dawg I don't really business I'm the frigging illest Plus some other chick will Hop up on this dinick All that beef I k** it I'z not no gimmmick And don't come trying to patch nothing 'Cause my name ain't Slick Rick Should've called your girl biscuit 'Cause all she like to do is dick-see And I see she in level blues Scratch that, call her Mystique With the BS, I'm like Torres at Chelsea That mess sure to miss me Fire bun allyuh pipsqueaks Hustling like I'm Nipsey I do it wet, that's girls and bars Allyuh dryer than Crix be I'm smashing 10s while you're like Curry You go smash about 6 threes Triple meanings like all day While you spend it on sh**'s creek I have more punchlines Than Trinis waiting on a Linseed So AH [Hook x2] Watch out lil imps [x4] 'Cause I'm doing dabs And I'm smoking spliffs She shake that a** 'Cause daiz my pips