Watch out

Album cover art for "Watch out" by bbno$ & Yung Bambi

bbno$ & Yung Bambi - Rap, In English

Watch out

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[Intro] Uh bbno$ MayUbeats [Verse 1: bbno$] I'm up in the game, I'm tryna go worldwide Lyrically expose your ass, think you are tryna hide Wanna hit the top, man, you best be on my side Spit bars [?] Girl like my mixtape, yeah it's a sign Gotta [?], I'm doing just fine I'ma make another rhyme, if that bitch do not lyin' I'm so broke that I think I have to lyrically commit another crime Hit 'em with the crime Hit 'em with my line Hit 'em with a rhyme Hit 'em with a fine Hustle [?] just no time This broke boy is on another level He spits like the devil, [?] [?] trouble [?] Running to the bank [?] Don't be late, get ready, I'ma break your plate Don't bitch with me and say that shit was a silly mistake Don't snitch on me, [?] and catch you like a snake [Chorus: bbno$] [?] everybody trying to spit like me They want to be like me, they want to see my shit Yeah nobody, it's all because I have no money And I'm sorry, it's not that funny My shit be topping so quickly, going global in a hurry So you better watch out for this baby, for this baby Switch your clocks back, yeah it's time for this baby So you better watch out for this baby, for this baby And I'm so dope, and my rap game ain't no fucking joke [Verse 2: bbno$] I ain't no joke, I'm a broke ass bro I'ma run away everytime I see the coke I'ma dip the second you ask me to [?] This broke boy rarely even smokes Run up in your ass with a Nerf gun [?] Now who's the joke? Everything you do is so damn [?] Now I'm flexing like a goat, flexing in a four dollar coat Nine dollar chain, ten dollar ring Not sure which girl I should call my [?] Fake shit, cheap, shit, real shit Man who cares, all the shit is all the fucking same She asked me to come, so hell yeah I came My dream [?] [?], cause of my fame I'm a lyrical monster that you will not tame [?] I got so many girls, my room just stank I'm a lyrical elite, yo fuckboy, man, what's your rhyme If there is hate, I'ma [?] a And take all the hate Bars be sweet, it's a lyrical cake Your bars be rotten, now where's your mistake? [Chorus: bbno$] [?] everybody trying to spit like me They want to be like me, they want to see my shit Yeah nobody, it's all because I have no money And I'm sorry, it's not that funny My shit be topping so quickly, going global in a hurry So you better watch out for this baby, for this baby Switch your clocks back, yeah it's time for this baby So you better watch out for this baby, for this baby And I'm so dope, and my rap game ain't no fucking joke [Verse 3: YUNG BAMBI] Pull up my homie is [?] Got this bitch off the coke and you know she feelin' She 'bouta twerk on my lap now And we 'bouta fuck the shit [?] Ballin' and ballin' [?] Hop on my [?] [?] We about to blow and I'm about to glow I need no luck, my n****, what's up? Yeah, my n****, what's up? Yeah my n****, what's up? Ballin in a [?] with my n****s and my day ones We about to hit that [?] thottie asians(?) What the fuck you want you can kick it with my squad We be the only ones just cooling on my block Ballin in a [?] with my n****s and my day ones We about to hit that [?] thottie asians(?) What the fuck you want you can kick it with my squad, yeah We be the only ones just cooling on my block [Outro] 4/20

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Credits

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  • bbno$
  • Yung Bambi