Caution

[Verse 1: Hit-Boy] I just spent a quarter million dollars on taxes So catch up to my bracket, you ain’t shootin' of my basket I’m the bright son, that is sure All in the face, no Braxton, how many millions did I make this year Four? That’s fantastic And since she knows I got pesos I’m living the real life bang bros That mean I’m in Emmit Smithin' these hoes and running to I’m just 22, small problems, nothing to ‘em, no confusion Me and my niggas cause havoc when we have mobbin' deep I’m a prodigy, put you on ice like a hockey team That’s my prophecy, you should follow me I’m ain't talking that Twitter shit, I’m just talking the realer shit, Ted Bundy, that’s killer shit [Hook] Caution, caution, caution Killing niggas after him Caution, caution, caution Big bossing, feeling fucking nausea Caution, caution, caution Killing niggas after him Caution, caution, caution Big bossing, feeling fucking nausea [Verse 2: Price Tag] Alright, I’m actually getting green, that’s the C-Lo dough Rest in peace to Marley, Jermaine, Jakie and Tito, bro Breaking all the penal codes, rather make it Peter Rose She see me, she see that gold, my money off, now she go low I’m getting paper, feeling like a player You’re waiting on the world to change, boy, you John Mayer Take a girl and slay her, sleep with both her friends, I’m going in Real nigga came up out that gudda like a bowling pin And here I go again Talk shits or no talking, I’m like John Wild with this balling Wizard, kill her, no name calling Be the gummy water flossing, we are gators, no lacrossing In that coffee you get toasting all this ball is so exhausting So I’m screaming out [Hook] [Verse 3: Oktane] HS87 the hottest, that’s the word on the street Boy we crappin out on these rappers like birds on the beach Any haters kill em all, you ain’t with us, you suppose to die You dummies couldn’t get division, so we multiplied Oktane, that young nigga, that Jimmy Roll, that boy And your girl is that model chick, that centerfold, my toy I be playing playing be playing with her, when you leave I land with her Double trouble I slay your sister and leave the scene, I ain’t staying with her Twenty four around the clock, I’m on my job, nigga Looking for the realest, meet the mob, nigga Now you’re talking of bosses, all about winning, never no losses Money just spinning flip summer salting, we stare when we try to stop him, oh yeah we call it [Hook]