No Cap

Ran up them racks, no cap
I just ran up a stack no cap
I got fans in the back no cap
F&n make a nigga back, back, back
Bad bitch let me hit it from the back, back, back
Grab her throat, grip her waist, pull her tracks, tracks, tracks
Lotta dope that I smoke Issa pack
If he won't smoke ima turn em to a pack
I'm wit the gang & we mobbing issa pack
If he got pack I'm rob em where we at, at, at
I got goons, I got goblins where I'm at, at, at
Where I'm from its not problem fa you to get whacked, whacked, whacked

Come here girl I'm tryna get inside ya cat, cat, cat
Stick ya tongue out ima buss on that
I be getting money tell me where the sack, sack, sack
All(Designer shit just left up outta Sachs, Sachs, Sachs
I was young niggaz came from selling sacks, sacks, sacks
Niggaz was posted in the trap now we do tracks, tracks, tracks
Yea I use to like Tekashi he a rat, rat, rat
But the real ones don't do that that ain't no cap bitch (Ain't no fuckin cap)

Ran up them racks, no cap
I just ran up a stack no cap
I got fans in the back no cap
F&n make a nigga back, back, back
Bad bitch let me hit it from the back, back, back
Grab her throat, grip her waist, pull her tracks, tracks, tracks
Lotta dope that I smoke Issa pack
If he won't smoke ima turn em to a pack

Ran up them racks no cap
I just ran up a stack no cap
I got goons, I got goblins where I'm at, at, at
Where I'm from its not problem fa you to get whacked, whacked, whacked



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Writer(s): Christian Dixon
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