What a Young Nigga Do

I told that hoe I ain't going for that okeydoke
I'm out the 6 like I'm OVO
I mixed the Dark with the White like a Oero
If it's that Act I need four or more
This ice on me frozen my neck look like Olaf that Chopper gone sing when I Let It Go
And if smoke imma let you know
I make a junkie post up at your neighborhood corner store

I ain't with none of that cap shit
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Post on the book you got cap in yo captions
Bak Doe MG know we got it we having
Bitch ain't no cable I want all the static
Sipping on maple this shit out the cabinet
So many sticks we can build us a cabin
Blue Halo tips Like I shoot for the Mavericks
Pewww Peewww Pewww
Yeah that be the sound when it shoot Suppressor
See I need the bags and the loot
Its extra if I gotta pull up on you
Finesse em bitch I pull the shit out the roots
I Catch em I get em and bring em to tru
No Timberland you can get pop like a boot
I'm feeling it she blow da dick like a flute
Im killing it this what a young nigga do

I fucked on his bitch then I skipped to my lue
My cuh rolling Sixty a Thumb and A Duece
I be with them Folks Like I came in with Duke Deuce
Watch how this Forty get loose
Get back
I hit em I stick em then move
Them racks
Don't want em if that Shit ain't blue
That Pack
These bitches gone spread like A Flu
These Nats
You cuffing is that how you do
Answer that
Cause If its smoke imma handle that
Stop all that wolfing I know where your momma at
Pick out a shooter cause I'm where the commas at
Worse then a bitch boy you stay where that drama at
Fuck on That hoe I won't hit her or call her back
Stop all that capping you know that you started that
I put a bag on his head like a mothafucking starter hat
Niggas be capping straight up
Fuck On That hoe I can't lay up
I'm Sliding Wake Up
Strap to your face like some make up
I want what's in your pocket so pay up
When you sleeping we creeping we stay up
Broad day hallway we gone spray up Fuck all dat talking boy you better pray up

I ain't with none of that cap shit Lights
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Action
Post on the book you got cap in your captions
Bak Doe MG know we got it we having
Bitch ain't no cable I want all the static
Sipping on maple this shit out the cabinet
So many sticks we can build us a cabin
Blue Halo tips Like I shoot for the Mavericks
Pewww Peewww Pewww
Yeah that be the sound when it shoot Suppressor
See I need the bags and the loot
It's extra if I gotta pull up on you Finesse em bitch I pull the shit out the roots
I Catch em I get em and bring em to tru
No Timberland you can get pop like a boot
I'm feeling it she blow da dick like a flute
Im killing it this what a young nigga do

Ain't with none of that cap shit
All of that rap shit
We pull up on you and just clap shit
Ain't gotta load it I cock it and tap shit
Boy you a bitch and your gang full of actress
Come where you sleep leave yo brains on the matresss
Ever since Dre Died ion know what happen
Pull Up we can politic tell me what's Mackinn
I keep Two Gs on my waist not for fashion
That be them Glizzys
I hop out a get it
Don't care bout yo image
You know how I'm living
Two bitches no feelings I don't want no dealings
Ain't sparing nobody put dat on my children
I send you to God if you play with the business
I brang out the shooters the autos the semis
That's how I did it No need for the critics
Fuck with the gang you get popped like a skillet
This what a young nigga do
You said that I'm cap where the proof
I only speak facts in this booth Activist imma sip like a brew
Roll it up imma smoke by the Two
Like I said bitch I stick it and move
Seen his face he ain't know what to do

I ain't with none of that cap shit Lights
Camera
Action
Post on the book you got cap in yo captions
Bak Doe MG know we got it we having
Bitch ain't no cable I want all the static
Sipping on maple this shit out the cabinet
So many sticks we can build us a cabin
Blue Halo tips Like I shoot for the Mavericks
Pewww Peewww Pewww
Yeah that be the sound when it shoot Suppressor
See I need the bags and the loot
It's extra if I gotta pull up on you Finesse em bitch I pull the shit out the roots
I Catch em I get em and bring em to tru
No Timberland you can get pop like a boot
I'm feeling it she blow da dick like a flute
Im killing it this what a young nigga do