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Lyrics Cautious – Foogiano feat. Tay Keith

B**ch, I’m cautious, let a n**ga play with me
Shooting Glocks and my finger get exhausted
If I ain’t hit a dope back on a n**ga, Imma have to off him
I ain’t going there, try to make it, Imma put that n**ga in a coffin
And the Backwood full of zaza, why the hell you think I’m coughin’

Yeah, I’m up now, used to put the top down, riding in the pilot, ho
Why you think I’m cautious
All these p**sy n**gas out here, yeah they tryna plot, ho
He ain’t know I’m f**king on his main bit, p**sy boy, I got the drop
And I’m really f**king on her but she always giving me the top

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Go b**ch on the mayor, I’m cautious
Out here walking with the 40
N**ga try me, hit him with my 40
And my money stacking up the tallest
Diamond wet like got ’em out the water
People lacking, so you know I caught ’em
Out the mud, n**ga, I’m from Georgia

Tryna murk, he a damn fool
Make that chopper do a dance move
All that ice on me so cool
F.O.O, not fool, ho
I’m the leader of the ..
I’m from riding ’round in the back seat
Riding ’round with a Glock
Drinking all the mud, p**sy, it relax me

I’m cautious
Walk around, ice on me looking like a faucet
Ain’t a Glock here for shooting n**ga, I ain’t doing talking, ho
Tell me you gon’ die, that’s the future, I’m a prophet, ho
And I’m cautious ’bout my money, n**ga, I wouldn’t cross us

B**ch, I’m cautious, let a n**ga play with me
Shooting Glocks and my finger get exhausted
If I ain’t hit a dope back on a n**ga, Imma have to off him
I ain’t going there, try to make it, Imma put that n**ga in a coffin
And the Backwood full of zaza, why the hell you think I’m coughin’

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Yeah, I’m up now, used to put the top down, riding in the pilot, ho
Why you think I’m cautious
All these p**sy n**gas out here, yeah they tryna plot, ho
He ain’t know I’m f**king on his main bit, p**sy boy, I got the drop
And I’m really f**king on her but she always giving me the top

I’m cautious
Riding ’round drinking all the mud
Yeah p**sy boy it got me nauseous, ho
N**gas say that he gon’ take the chain
When I pull the Glock, he gon’ fall for it, ho
Had to show him I could still use a Glock
N**ga, I ain’t ever lost it
2 to the head, 1 to the chest
N**ga know I had to sauce it

I’m cautious
Why, ’cause I know these n**gas wanna off me
Diamonds stupid-head, they retarded
On my way to riches in the party
You was slick dissing but I caught it
It’s the mayor, n**ga, I’m the hardest
You an outsider, you a tourist

B**ch, I’m cautious, but .. called and said a n**gas up
Yeah, p**sy n**ga on the fountains
All these n**gas want is sorry, don’t become a bit ass, sit around us
All these n**gas sit around me, could’ve made a nice n**ga, he a liar
All y’all p**sy n**gas coward
Made the Glock do an hour

B**ch, I’m cautious, let a n**ga play with me
Shooting Glocks and my finger get exhausted
If I ain’t hit a dope back on a n**ga, Imma have to off him
I ain’t going there, try to make it, Imma put that n**ga in a coffin
And the Backwood full of zaza, why the hell you think I’m coughin’

Yeah, I’m up now, used to put the top down, riding in the pilot, ho
Why you think I’m cautious
All these p**sy n**gas out here, yeah they tryna plot, ho
He ain’t know I’m f**king on his main bit, p**sy boy, I got the drop
And I’m really f**king on her but she always giving me the top…

➤ Written by Foogiano & Tay Keith
Album: Gutta Baby
Produced by Tay Keith
Foogiano | Tay Keith | 2020

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