mitch (uk) - caution lyrics
[verse 1]
approach me with caution, stick game awesome
hit it from the back of the court, i’m mike jordan
and how you talk about waps and can’t afford them?
my young g’s riding out and we don’t force them
patties rapping bout points and you ain’t scored ’em
when we was deep in the creek like dawson
you didn’t wanna see me eat my likkle portions
so you minions’ opinion ain’t important
hook or verse, i can hit ’em with a chorus
i put the bull in bullring, i’m not a taurus
eight quid or less, cop you suttin flawless
hot boys hanging onto august
i’m hiding from reporters and all your daughters
you ever had to do a mazza and it’s awkward?
blue tape makes me nauseous
bud going once, going twice like an auction
[chorus]
i used to pray for times like this to rhyme like this
i had a fours like usher and a nine like chris
before i iced my wrist, had to buy my stick
tell a man “get like this”, you get my drift?
and if they touch me at five, he’s dead by six
i make ’em get round there till i get my wish
i tell ’em soho road, i get by wickes
and all the times i jumped out just to get my kicks
[verse 2]
it’s no joke ting, mind how you’re approaching
call me koffee when we rise it, i’m boasting
even when they get a soaking, they’re posting
and they ain’t savage, they’re just poking and hoping
i’m like the pot on the stove before the coke’s in
and yeah they cut through the block but they don’t spin
you know when it’s time to glide, i ain’t moaning
my ting in the same whip i got my phone in
and when i glide, it’s like data how i’m roaming
three shots, these shots got patron in
i got locked like my phone without the code in
you see the one with no trim? he’s probably holding
and he’s on all the little things that we showed him
and they say “where’s the mixtape?”, i say “it’s loading”
i know that if my bros in, they brang the poles in
lights, camera, action, we’re rolling
[chorus]
i used to pray for times like this to rhyme like this
i had a fours like usher and a nine like chris
before i iced my wrist, had to buy my stick
tell a man “get like this”, you get my drift?
and if they touch me at five, he’s dead by six
i make ’em get round there till i get my wish
i tell ’em soho road, i get by wickes
and all the times i jumped out just to get my kicks
[verse 3]
caution, caution, your ep’s awesome
bandits were my yutes till i had an abortion
and they leave comments on my gram, i don’t report ’em
four_five in the ride, it’s not a foursome
carjacking and extortion, my young g’s an orphan
tryna put his kitchen in your organs
just some kings from the norton, grills like a foreman
call me for keys like i’m morgan
[chorus]
i used to pray for times like this to rhyme like this
i had a fours like usher and a nine like chris
before i iced my wrist, had to buy my stick
tell a man “get like this”, you get my drift?
and if they touch me at five, he’s dead by six
i make ’em get round there till i get my wish
i tell ’em soho road, i get by wickes
and all the times i jumped out just to get my kicks
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