Shooters & Movers

No cap, ayy
We only fly to the birds when we get addicted to cappin'
(I feel like I'm on top of the world) Ayy
We was on the block ducking one time, yeah
I ain't gotta do no cap (no cap)
We made a whole hunnid racks out the bedroom mattress, yeah
And we made a whole hunnid stacks trappin' out the kitchen cabinet, yeah
(Q-R-N)
Ayy, ayy

I post on the block with them shooters and movers (ayy)
I ain't gotta do no cap (no cap)
In the no drug zone, we were grindin' out the trap
I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers
Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla?
See, it ain't hard for her to tell that I ball like Carmelo
Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em

I post on the block with them shooters and movers (ayy)
I ain't gotta do no cap (no cap)
In the no drug zone, we were grindin' out the trap
I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers
Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla?
See, it ain't hard for her to tell that I ball like Carmelo
Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em

Swerve that Jag' off the lot like a NASCAR
Rolling dope by the pound, we don't do nothing basic
Whole hunnid stacks I done got out the backyard
Talkin' way outta town, that's some blood on the corner
Hit the corner, then blast, gotta make sure my mask on
Through the night flip the town with some killers that's anxious
'Fore I walk out the house, shawty tell me she dangerous
Bro's been breaking down pounds, I was waiting for this fame shit

I don't need no new dawgs 'cause I'm cool with the old ones
Hit the mall with my crew from the youngest to oldest
All it took is a call just to get you exploded
I'ma make sure that your neck and wrist frozen
If you put up an opp, you might get a Rollie
Shawty call me QPac, bishop rich and rollin'
We done made a few dollars off two Motorolas
Gotta run up that guap just to feed the soldiers

Scraping dope out the pot, I ever see my homies
Scratch a four to a lot, serve it on the corner
Free Lil Wooptie, he 'bout it with two or three bodies
Even up in the county, he keep it on him
I can't fuck on that bitch since that ho look exotic
I told Luwop and Timmy to keep them hoes
400 racks, I don't think it can fit in my pocket
I'ma pull up and post on the street corner

I post on the block with them shooters and movers (ayy)
I ain't gotta do no cap (no cap)
In the no drug zone, we were grindin' out the trap
I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers
Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla?
See, it ain't hard to tell that I ball like Carmelo
Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em

I post on the block with them shooters and movers (ayy)
I ain't gotta do no cap (no cap), ayy
In the no drug zone, we were grindin' out the trap
I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers
Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla?
See, it ain't hard to tell that I ball like Carmelo
Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em

Skrrt
I had a true blue, bought a coupe
I had to grind super hard just to stack up the blues, ayy
Bought a speaker, last promise, I'ma speak the truth, ayy
We was on the block ducking one time
I ain't gotta do no cap
We was on the block ducking one time
I ain't gotta do no cap



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Writer(s): Tyquian Bowman, Steven Charles Alexander, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons, Lukas Payne, Sterling Reynolds
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