Woodie Smalls
Watch Out
[Verse 1]
Posing for a picture
Let's drink lots of liquor
I be posted with the gang
Gotta live up to my name
Chase that bag low key
Lots of tags on me
Stacking paper
Not no coins
We not fucking with them boys
To the back
Don't got time to slack
Only moving forward
Link up with yo bitch
She gon' plug me
Like a cord
Talking about these brands
That you barely can afford
Running through these hoes
Shit be feeling
Like a sport

[Pre-Chorus]
I put my wrist on froze
Shit on my neck look gold
And I got shiny clothes
And I'm with two girls
We got lots of drip
It's no cap
We don't plead the fifth
I'm very rare
You can't box me in
Better pay up
I don't do loose ends