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letra de cautious - foogiano

[intro: foogiano & lil juice]
tay keith, f-ck these n-ggas up (ho)
f-ck these n-ggas up, [?]
authentic, i’m not
b-tch, i’m exhausted (every day, ‘fore i got the glock)
i’m cautious, n-gga (trap, ho, ho)

[chorus: foogiano]
b-tch, i’m cautious
let a n-gga play with me, shooting glocks and my finger get exhausted
if i ain’t hit a dope back on a n-gga, i’mma have to off him
i ain’t going there, try to make it, i’mma put that n-gga in a coffin
and the backwood full of zaza, why the h-ll you think i’m coughin’

[post-chorus: foogiano]
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-ssy n-ggas out here, yeah they tryna plot, ho
he ain’t know i’m f-cking on his main bit, p-ssy boy, i got the drop
and i’m really f-cking on her but she always giving me the top

[verse 1: foogiano]
go b-tch on the mayor, i’m cautious
out here walking with the .40
n-gga 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-gga, i’m from georgia
tryna murk, he a d-mn 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-ssy, it relax me
i’m cautious
walk around, ice on me looking like a faucet
ain’t a glock here for shooting n-gga, 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-gga, i wouldn’t cross us
[chorus: foogiano]
b-tch, i’m cautious
let a n-gga play with me, shooting glocks and my finger get exhausted
if i ain’t hit a dope back on a n-gga, i’mma have to off him
i ain’t going there, try to make it, i’mma put that n-gga in a coffin
and the backwood full of zaza, why the h-ll you think i’m coughin’

[verse 2: foogiano]
i’m cautious, riding ’round drinking all the mud, yeah p-ssy boy it got me nauseous, ho
n-ggas 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-gga, i ain’t ever lost it
2 to the head, 1 to the chest, n-gga know i had to sauce it
i’m cautious
why, ’cause i know these n-ggas wanna off me
diamonds stupid-head, they r-t-rded
on my way to riches in the party
you was sl!ck dissing but i caught it
it’s the mayor, n-gga, i’m the hardest
you an outsider, you a tourist
b-tch, i’m cautious
but [?] called and said a n-ggas up, yeah, p-ssy n-gga on the fountains
all these n-ggas want is sorry, don’t become a bit ass, sit around us
all these n-ggas sit around me, could’ve made a nice n-gga, he a liar
all y’all p-ssy n-ggas coward
made the glock do an hour
[chorus: foogiano]
b-tch, i’m cautious
let a n-gga play with me, shooting glocks and my finger get exhausted
if i ain’t hit a dope back on a n-gga, i’mma have to off him
i ain’t going there, try to make it, i’mma put that n-gga in a coffin
and the backwood full of zaza, why the h-ll you think i’m coughin’

- foogiano

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