Cuídate Bien, Portate Mal

Chorus:
// Cuidate bien, portate mal
Watch out, bitch, estoy en mi cabal
And she said: cuidate bien, portate mal
Watch out, bitch, estoy en mi cabal //

Verse 1 (DAX):
Came through with that AURENE and I'm on it
I was just about to pop three, if I'm honest
(Baby) girl, if you stay on top of me, you're a goner
Niggas talking 'bout quality? Ironic

What can I say? I ain't come
Around to behave, more worried about being
Sound, never safe, expectations like
Sea levels as of late, can't take the foot up off the

Pedal in the race...
Fuck a shot, I'm tryna' take a swig
Put these lyrics on Snapple lid (no cap)
I don't even know my order is

Girl, it feels like Christmas, I'm gifted with taking no L's
Tonight we will do somethings we ask about and don't tell
...she wanna go outty outty ...ride in the Audi Audi
...clap like a audi-audi ...finna get rowdy rowdy pero ah

Chorus:
// Cuidate bien, portate mal
Watch out, bitch, estoy en mi cabal
And she said: cuidate bien, portate mal
Watch out, bitch, estoy en mi cabal //

Verse 2 (2DKAI):
2DKAI, yeah, you know the vibes
I’m on my grind, now I gotta act out
Gentleman, until I pull the strap out
Taking sips, until I need to black out

I don’t give a fuck about the stupid shit ya' do
I’m on my hood shit and I’m chillin' witcha' boo
She cleans my boots when I’m posted on the block
She taking shots to her back but not from the Glock

Take my jacket off, hoe, it’s too fucking hot
Gotta send this shit to DAX, then we checkin' facts
Met him last week, I already got his back
Do not test me, I will kill you, I’m too fucking brash

Reckless, nigga, I ain’t got no fucking class
Gotta problem, homie? You can kiss my fucking ass

Verse 3 (DAX):
Babe, cuídate... pórtate mal
Yo no ‘toy pa’ ser humano, soy un animal
Mira, yo le tengo claro, this a semi auto
Apunto y disparo a tú cerebral

Yo me alisto, como fuego pa’ desayunar
Mis padres solo me dijieron para ayudar
...yeah, yeah, mira lo que voy hacer contigo, me dijo la CAIDA that the
Chance is zero, I don’t need the hookah ‘cause we came with prerolls, I might take a trip second

To my ego, baby, yo te quiero, dile a tu marido
They don’t know you ‘cause you’re wit’ ‘em,  that’s only the algorithm

Chorus:
// Cuidate bien, portate mal
Watch out, bitch, estoy en mi cabal
And she said: cuidate bien, portate mal
Watch out, bitch, estoy en mi cabal //