Kap
Ayy, was good bruh
Finna really do dis shi Maine, Ricch Ferb
Young gutta baby
Young visionary entertainment too
Les do dis shi yow
I juh bought a Glizzy, when I shoot I Don't stop
Air it out once bitch I'm runnin' like a Fox
Imma bring you to da club but I'm leavin' with yo thot
I got her on my lap while we doing a Hotbox
I put my trust in you and you threw It in a bag
Niggas fled to da fake I'm not tryna Lack
Talkin' hella wreckless are you gon Shoot back
Handle my own problems ion really Need a strap
Ay, I forgot about this, I forgot About dat, I forgot about shi, I forgot About dat
Kapin, yuen really bout dat action
Pistol gotta hosta get ready for Subtraction
My homie in the back while I make a Distraction
And I took yo girl cuh she said I was Packin
Bitch ye I'm trappin get da fuck off Me
Mindset be strong, ion need protein Was
Don't dab me up, if yu ain my homie
I'm next to my girl you acting real Funny
Kapin, yuen really bout dat action
Pistol gotta hosta get ready for Subtraction
My homie in the back while I make a Distraction
And I took yo girl cuh she said I was Packin
Bitch I'm high like a feather
No this is not acapella
Gone off da Henny I might crash a Tesla
Soon as I see him we all gonna Stretch em
Fuck all dat fake shi juh tell me da Truth
Why in de hell you been smokin' on Boof
Juh hit my line if you want bubba Kush
I'm smokin' dis pressure while I'm Hittin da stu
Yu is a fein, yuon smoke weed
I got dat gas my shit purple and green
Don't catch me lackin I always stay Clean
I got sum beef so don't come in Between
You don't want no problems boy Chop u in the blender
Cook you up bitch we gon eat you up For dinner
Bullets penetrate yo body bullets hit Yo liver
If a nigga cross me imma cut you Like some scissors
Shot him wih a 45 then I threw it in a River
Gotta watch yo back never catch da Opposition
Bad ass jhit, you don't always make Da law
30 round clip finna bust yo fuckin Jaw
I'll meet you in da back an clap Whoever saw
I'm makin' hella money bitch you Tying all these knots
All dis pain in my head gave me Motivation
Moma kicked me out to fix my Situation
She told me love ain real juh get an Education
I got stopped by da feds I can't give Them information
Females did me wrong I said fuck This generation
My mind went all crazy I just needed Inspiration
They shot me in da back n I said I can Take it
She said better days comin' yu are Gods creation
Ricch Ferb on dis shi, doin dis shi for da bandz an dis shi
Finna really do dis shi Maine, Ricch Ferb
Young gutta baby
Young visionary entertainment too
Les do dis shi yow
I juh bought a Glizzy, when I shoot I Don't stop
Air it out once bitch I'm runnin' like a Fox
Imma bring you to da club but I'm leavin' with yo thot
I got her on my lap while we doing a Hotbox
I put my trust in you and you threw It in a bag
Niggas fled to da fake I'm not tryna Lack
Talkin' hella wreckless are you gon Shoot back
Handle my own problems ion really Need a strap
Ay, I forgot about this, I forgot About dat, I forgot about shi, I forgot About dat
Kapin, yuen really bout dat action
Pistol gotta hosta get ready for Subtraction
My homie in the back while I make a Distraction
And I took yo girl cuh she said I was Packin
Bitch ye I'm trappin get da fuck off Me
Mindset be strong, ion need protein Was
Don't dab me up, if yu ain my homie
I'm next to my girl you acting real Funny
Kapin, yuen really bout dat action
Pistol gotta hosta get ready for Subtraction
My homie in the back while I make a Distraction
And I took yo girl cuh she said I was Packin
Bitch I'm high like a feather
No this is not acapella
Gone off da Henny I might crash a Tesla
Soon as I see him we all gonna Stretch em
Fuck all dat fake shi juh tell me da Truth
Why in de hell you been smokin' on Boof
Juh hit my line if you want bubba Kush
I'm smokin' dis pressure while I'm Hittin da stu
Yu is a fein, yuon smoke weed
I got dat gas my shit purple and green
Don't catch me lackin I always stay Clean
I got sum beef so don't come in Between
You don't want no problems boy Chop u in the blender
Cook you up bitch we gon eat you up For dinner
Bullets penetrate yo body bullets hit Yo liver
If a nigga cross me imma cut you Like some scissors
Shot him wih a 45 then I threw it in a River
Gotta watch yo back never catch da Opposition
Bad ass jhit, you don't always make Da law
30 round clip finna bust yo fuckin Jaw
I'll meet you in da back an clap Whoever saw
I'm makin' hella money bitch you Tying all these knots
All dis pain in my head gave me Motivation
Moma kicked me out to fix my Situation
She told me love ain real juh get an Education
I got stopped by da feds I can't give Them information
Females did me wrong I said fuck This generation
My mind went all crazy I just needed Inspiration
They shot me in da back n I said I can Take it
She said better days comin' yu are Gods creation
Ricch Ferb on dis shi, doin dis shi for da bandz an dis shi
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Writer(s): Ricch Ferb
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