BETTER WATCH OUT

Verse 1 (Juke):

Guess I found the loophole

It’s the Chernobyl flow

Get ur wife and kids evacuate and get a new home

Don’t be near me move on

Man U getting too close

Imma get ratty

Get me maddy

Imma get spazzy

Yeah come try me

Don’t be a moron

It’s that boron

Cast ur grievance get a new forum

Calabases got the lasses and they all foreign

Shits alluring

Got that rari

Shit’s grand touring

Can’t afford it

Well I bought it

Bitch u boring

Yeah I go

Now they say I’m lackadaisical

Well u boys all sound identical

Tryna ride imma wave I take u off

Off in a jet and I’m off to Mexico

See the girls out here so plentiful

Big bull big sound Aventador

Shorty rocks that cape a matador

Bet she can walk that talk now back it up

I pick up the game it’s on

When I touchdown I ball

You see the gains galore

Stack it up rack it up bands I got mhmm

I’ll be in the town with the boys

Crash sax 5th and I splurge yeah

Just copped a whip and it roars

Shift that gear to the 5th and I floor it

See I’ve been active

Shit’s radioactive

Catch u out

Imma make u go nighty

See when they try me

I don’t golytely (go lightly)

You might go poof Yeah the smoke is mighty

Eyes on the price

And I pounce on their asses

Shorty so fine yeah she might be a Pisces

Eyes on the mark yeah she stares at ma time piece

She wanna roll with a king alright

Chorus:

Better watch out

He is a god

He is a who

He’s the one

He’s so bossy

U so corny

He is so saucy

U so flop

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Verse 2 (Krim):

Man like Juke fulla metaphors

Take you offline like the Concorde

Wana bust back with tank artillery, but we MGM like the Matador

I’m safe and sound don’t trouble me, except you want a burnt offering

They moving mad like hello to the horned one, but shit scared of the baphomet

So let me tell a fib

Reading them books, tryna be a freema

Smoking that shhh, tryna get lifted

Tryna make sense of the lack of sense so am

Summoning the force cos am feel illuminated

2 creeps to 1 to out pace me

2 peeps on call, with no traces

They sleep in lost, they forsaken

Staring learning hope they awaken

But I pull back yea

Like I got a baseball bat yea

Something like snatch and grab yea

I’m Tryna get that double tap yea

But she move way too fast, I don’t know if it’s right or wrong, but I swear her pull out game strong

Like lucid dreams going long, cos it went bloody Pete tong

Felt Like shitting bricks for a minute, but I see the lane and I’m in it

It’s mind before matter no limits

Let me bust your myths

When I get a win I clench fists

Cos we go harder on the next round

Put you on a train going home bound

Let the outlook on life have a new sound

They fear what they don’t understand

But they know we are bound to always break a new ground

Chorus:

Better watch out

He is a god

He is a who

He’s the one

He’s so bossy

U so corny

He is so saucy

U so flop

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