Cappin' 2

Bitches be cappin
Niggas be trappin
Im not a trapper
Nahseem the artist not rapper
Im neva foldin
But Im blowing this potent
Money come it keep comin
Made this dough now Im runnin
Im stackin my bread
Yea that's what he said
Never lackin but stunnin
Diamonds on me they bussin
You show no love when Im down
But want me to keep calling
What comes around goes around
Didn't like me then but want me now...
Mm

The money keep comin its flowin
She don't want no dough okay Im not holdin
You was savin the truth and you sold it
Pop onna opp its empty reload it
A real nigga not foldin
Bitches be likin the ones that be totin
I don't care I don't want it
Im my own nigga yea that's how Im comin
Bitches be all for the team
She fuckin the homie I know its routine
Italian chief Im Louis
My signature move I be gettin the cheese
Cashin out it was green
She cappin and frontin she not on my team
Go ahead take her please
Aint say a word had her all on my knees
Young nigga steady movin
The bitches be lookin I know they be choosin
Whats goin on its confusin
What happen to winnin you really be losin
Clown nigga who you foolin
Not speakin to much cause I know what Im doin
Im kickin back really coolin
I stay in my lane ion like how she movin

Bitches be cappin
Niggas be trappin
Im not a trapper
Nahseem the artist not rapper
Gone



Credits
Writer(s): Daronn Gaither
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