Cap

Na nahh!

Look I just seen a nigga die last
Week
I just got like twelve bands last
Week
If you ain't got that shit then yo talk is cheap
I swear to god that's how y'all niggas be

I'll up dog shit and won't even
Speak
Look I done climbed mountains I ain't fucking leap
Look this shit ain't easy let me tell the beat
I done stacked my bread now I make my money speak for me

Try be like my pops he been told me fuck the streets
Trying to get some real estate fuck tryna put my name on that lease
When you get some cake it come with enemies
Ride through the hate the pay off coming eventually

Yeah these streets froze a compliment and keep it rolling
Stay glued to yo stick cuz it's niggas out there fasho
And that a take what you want and not only just to phone

They coming for them souls they rack em up like them tally marks
Don't talk crazy we Iont like it when you act smart
We get brazy then we turn into some darkhearts

Meet me at the slide since you really want to act tuff
Don't be surprised when we pull up with them choppaz

Double s on my sweater

Rich Corinthian leather
Hollow tip in the letter
She keep gripping it better
It's keep dripping it's wetter
Can't control it she lucid
Henny make her go stupid
Had the blick you ain't do shit
Yeah

Naw this pole fight, reaper bullets drilling thru yo shit keep yo soul tight
Make a nigga say cheese with this
Say cheese
LV8 dog shit I'm in a salenne
I know a nigga wit some uhhh
I can't speak on

Hit the stu and mix up put da beat on

Shirt vlone dog shit that's what we on
I'm who you sleep on line slapping that's the tree phone



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Writer(s): Destin 2xs
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