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Precaution Video (MV)




Performed By: Mickey Lines
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Michael Odiachi




Mickey Lines - Precaution Lyrics
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Ain't going out sad
Tell me something I ain't never heard
Nigga play with me I shoot him dead
Ain't going out sad
Tell me something I ain't never heard
Think that you know me
You do not know me
What what
Ay codeine got me moving slowly
I ain't getting no chopper, man Rip Kobe
Yeah niggas try to diss me but that's the end of the story
I just be balling
Balling like Mustard and Roddy
Your bitch she call me, I ain't pick up so she texting my homie
And that nigga showed me
So you ain't gon' get mad if I call you a groupie
32 clip in my glocky
Shoot up your shit how I'm coming
You is a opp so you better start running
Don't stop at red light, the car it be moving
Shit is too fast, my nigga, ain't slow
Tell me something I ain't never heard
Nigga play with me I shoot him dead
Ain't going out sad
Tell me something I ain't never heard
You can bet I done seen that
Nigga can't chill can't kick back
Riding through the city with the roof back
Different colors on me, that's a mismatch
Man I lost my shit can't get it back
And I'm done with the bitch ain't getting back
If I sight me a opp I'm killing that
I'm a touchdown if you owe me like can I have my quarterback
Nigga it's up
Nigga it's up
I just be counting the paper, nigga it's up
Stacking my bands to ceiling, nigga it's up
Your bitch now she wan' have my children, nigga it's up
Ay ay, I ain't even know
I ain't even know, ay
I ain't even know
I ain't even know
I ain't even know
I ain't even know, ay
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Ain't going out sad
Tell me something I ain't never heard
Nigga play with me I shoot him dead
Ain't going out sad
Tell me something I ain't never heard
Think that you know me
You do not know me
What what
Ay codeine got me moving slowly
I ain't getting no chopper, man Rip Kobe
Yeah niggas try to diss me but that's the end of the story
I just be balling
Balling like Mustard and Roddy
Your bitch she call me, I ain't pick up so she texting my homie
And that nigga showed me
So you ain't gon' get mad if I call you a groupie
32 clip in my glocky
Shoot up your shit how I'm coming
You is a opp so you better start running
Don't stop at red light, the car it be moving
Shit is too fast, my nigga, ain't slow
Tell me something I ain't never heard
Nigga play with me I shoot him dead
Ain't going out sad
Tell me something I ain't never heard
You can bet I done seen that
Nigga can't chill can't kick back
Riding through the city with the roof back
Different colors on me, that's a mismatch
Man I lost my shit can't get it back
And I'm done with the bitch ain't getting back
If I sight me a opp I'm killing that
I'm a touchdown if you owe me like can I have my quarterback
Nigga it's up
Nigga it's up
I just be counting the paper, nigga it's up
Stacking my bands to ceiling, nigga it's up
Your bitch now she wan' have my children, nigga it's up
Ay ay, I ain't even know
I ain't even know, ay
I ain't even know
I ain't even know
I ain't even know
I ain't even know, ay
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Writer: Michael Odiachi
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