rap cap
came up off dem project steps, he be talking like he walking but he not gone step, all dem guns u aint gone shootem boy u not no steph, all dem bullets in the air, u must gone pop yoself, all that acting like u got it, u is not yoself, u on da gram wit some bands that u aint got yoself, stop all dat playing boy we know that thats yo patna check, now u posin by a whip boy dats yo patna vette, i done stacked up all dese chips how am i not gone flex, i went to phipps and spent a 10 and didn't drop no sweat, i need a towel for my chest, all my diamonds wet, put a 50 on my neck i got on vvs, dese niggas looking through a scope and dey ain't seen me yet, i fucked yo hoe in her throat and then i made her dress, she came home wit my kids and proly gave u kiss, make sure i leave a tip after u babysit all this cap in yo rap u need a bb, watching how u act boy u whack, u need a tv, trying to see da drip u can steal, boy u stevie, u know u a bitch, keep it real, u trying to be me, i just went to phipps bought some louis and some GG, they think im a crip, i got blue blue i rock CC, 40 on my hip, ill shoot you, leave you stinky, she know im the shit, shell leave u in a blinky i got on chanel, im doing well, she can tell it, 50 pounds of kush, that's a bail, we gone sell it, really came from nutn im a crook, im a felon, now i got guiseppe on my shoes when im steppin, bitch u know im Mob, so its 2s what im reppin, A.I. wit da ball, u get schooled who u checking, i ran up the score, its like 28 to 70, bitch we know u broke, who u foolin, that car rented, i got on some chains, they some chokers, they some tenets, could've bought a rolls Royce, could've bought a Bentley, she see from my clothes choice, she see that im gifted, pull up lift da doors up, she see that im different, 3 hoes like im pimpin, dior like im christian, codeine what im pissin, yo hoe come up missin, i came from da back now my front ain't got no engine, came from selling crack, backpack full of 20s all this cap in yo rap u need a bb, watching how u act, boy u whack u need a tv, trying to see the drip u can steal, boy u Stevie, u know u a bitch, keep it real u trying to be me, i just went to phipps bought some louis and some GG, they think I'm a crip, i got blue blue, i rock CC, 40 on my hip, ill shoot u, leave u stinky, she know im the shit, shell leave u in a blinky
You may also like

Leave a comment
See track description ↑