VHS Tape, BVM JORDVN - Caution Lyrics

Bitch proceed with caution
Why you always lying? That shit seems so exhausting
Hop up in the booth spitting sick shit, get nauseous
Hop up in a coupe doing doughnuts, feel lawless
It feel like the Wild Wild West bitch
You asked for it now you fucking with the best bitch
Feel like a hollow to your chest bitch
I was born to finesse bitch
Now I'm screaming fuck the rest bitch

Caution when I walk in, I ain't tryn'a bar-tend
I just wanna talk shit, til I'm in a coffin
In this booth Im nauseous, and my flow is flawless
Philly looking lawless, so I'm moving cautious
Made the beat and now I'm murdering that, made the dope and now Im serving 'em that
Lil skinny boy Suburban attack, tryn'a copy but they version is whack
I ain't never gonna buy no Gucci, it's whatever I'll be fine I'm Gucci
Ill do better gimme time, excuse me, Ill invent a better line then Coogi
Pull up on em on the side like "skoozie" I'll let Jordan do the drive-by shooting
Alphabetically recline my Uzi, pow, and let em try and find my SUV
All you rappers all Sci-Fi movies, got me tripping off a tie-dye lucy
I'm a rebel in the boondocks with a boombox but I'm not Huey
But to me you just Gangstalicious, eat ya food and then we make some dishes
My girl loyal so I ain't suspicious, playing Twister when we change positions
Chasing digits I ain't chasing bitches, had my daughter I was late to Christmas
Marijuana and it taste like citrus, blow the smoke and start behaving vicious

I be tripping off a naked pictures, found a miss Im bout to make a misses
I was gone I had to make em miss it, i was gone I had make em miss it

Bitch proceed with caution
Why you always lying? That shit seems so exhausting
Hop up in the booth spitting sick shit, get nauseous
Hop up in a coupe doing doughnuts, feel lawless
It feel like the Wild Wild West bitch
You asked for it now you fucking with the best bitch
Feel like a hollow to your chest bitch
I was born to finesse bitch
Now I'm screaming fuck the rest bitch

Ride down the block, matte black with the whip
Paint a picture with the flow, abstract with the shit
You will never catch me slip or slacking on my pimping
I'm a young real nigga born to do this, ugh
Lately niggas tripping bout what they can't afford
Tryn'a fake it til you make it, what you do that for
Keep it real nigga, if you broke then you broke
Kevin Hart, nigga it's to the bank with the jokes
Bitch proceed... drop down to your knees
Suck me like a K-I-N-G
Put the crown on my head, nigga
Put me on the throne, guarantee I run the
Whole motherfucking world by the time I'm done,
Niggas talking shit, I'm shitting on them, got the runts
What you know about a nigga like me
Nowadays I'm on the top but it ain't lonely
Okay I stay down with the team, we had a vision now we living our dreams
Bic lighters up inside of my jeans, smoking dope I got holes in the seams
I'm so far ahead of my game, fuck a coach and a referee
Yeah, South Jersey fuck a refugee, I crashed the old whip, I got a SUV
Nigga ready or not, here we come no matter what, we the Fugees
Demons sitting in my loose-leaf, put a hit up on you from my Russkies
Diamonds bust down in my two teeth, all your money funny like Druski
Kick it with you in my 23s, kick a verse so quick it's like I'm Bruce Lee

Bitch proceed with caution
Why you always lying? That shit seems so exhausting
Hop up in the booth spitting sick shit, get nauseous
Hop up in a coupe doing doughnuts, feel lawless
It feel like the Wild Wild West bitch
You asked for it now you fucking with the best bitch
Feel like a hollow to your chest bitch
I was born to finesse bitch
Now I'm screaming fuck the rest bitch

Man fuck these other niggas man
Proceed... haha haha