Autumn - Incase! lyrics

[Verse] Might as well go send the opps some binoculars 'cause I know these ni**as always be watchin' I might just go do some rich ni**a sh*t and spend fifty or sixty on one or two watches XD-45, it go (Blatt) when I pop him They thinking to themselves, "Damn, who gon' stop him?" Won't send his addy, it's cool, bro, we got it He try to play me? Okay, that is not it Same as we left him, the same place we found him She told me, "Daddy, slow down it do not fit" Honestly, bro, I'm just droppin' this sh*t 'cause the Ills Verront check was a fat-ass deposit Can't understand how a ni**a who never met me beforе always got some sh*t to say Talkin' crazy like ni**as don't know you ain't 'bout sh*t Do anything for some clout, it's okay 'causе my ni**as really on some shoot up your house sh*t She want a Birkin, I told that b*tch, "Buy it yourself," now she getting out the bed, on some boss sh*t I give two fu*ks 'bout the internet, try me in person, might slay on that jump in the crowd sh*t 'Wood full of zaza, 'Wood full of zaza, yours full of ha-ha, we on that loud sh*t We in that high rise, he work at Five Guys still tryna talk down? He on some clown sh*t My choppa big as the head on DaBaby, in case a ni**a want some sh*t with some BOP in it Came in this b*tch with a Prada backpack on my shoulder, don't test me 'cause I keep my Glock in it This ho so pretty, might buy her a Bentley, but she talk too much so that b*tch put a sock in it I'll kill ya mother, ya brother, ya father, ya cousin, we find out the opps who you rocking with I feel like Wayne 'cause I want me a milli', a milli', a milli', but that still ain't stopping sh*t We just touched down in New York, finna go do my milli', my milli', my milli', my rock and sh*t Remember them days it was Fruit of The Loom, now my boxers Supreme and my T-shirt is Burberry Gave you a chance to come prove what you 'bout and you turned that sh*t down, I just knew you was so scary I just might cop my lil' brother a brand-new M3 with the same color seats as a damn cherry Lotta these hoes blaming sh*t on they sign, it ain't got sh*t to do with you being a damn Aries