Rap Cap
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
They claim it's love when it's beneficial
Call the ref tell him blow the whistle
Time out, these niggas ain't official
Only got money, when they in the pictures
Rep the yard, never hit the system
Niggas shootin' shots on the Internet (Yeah)
Then they laid out pumpin' on you chest (Huh)
Nawh real niggas ain't into that
Nawh ion sell work (Huh)
Nawh ion say a word (huh)
I was raised by the streets
You was raised by the curb
And my drip is so clean
I'm fresh like detergent
I take care my people
Dose em' like a surgeon
Stay on the block
Get money like a hermit
Want me to move that check better be worth it
Commas on commas ain't takin' nothin' lower
Claim it's that gas and ion smell the odor
Claim it's that drip and you crumblin' like soda
She got that fire head my legs on her shoulder
You see me I'm shinnin'
I'm dripped down in golden
I don't need no diamonds
The way that I'm steppin'
Never heard of a stylist
And I'm fuckin' the finest
Don't take em' for weak
When they showin' you kindness
These niggas don't think
And I'll shoot where your mind is (Yeah)
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
Nick pulled up with the drum
Thought I was talkin' bout' Drumline
Servin' gas when the pump dry
Head shots, I blow her brains out
'And I fuck her so good
She callin' me daddy
Then call Maury
Cause' I'm not the pappy
The streets got hot
Got cold with rappin'
Go in on the track
But still with trappin'
Came home with a bag
Now that ass be clappin'
Out on the grind
Chase a bag with a passion
It ain't no race
You chase pussy and fashion
You got the drip
But you niggas not lastin'
I get in that water blow her back in
My nigga we eatin'
You fastin'
Down on her knees
I give her blessins'
They lookin' for answers
No questions
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
They claim it's love when it's beneficial
Call the ref tell him blow the whistle
Time out, these niggas ain't official
Only got money, when they in the pictures
Rep the yard, never hit the system
Niggas shootin' shots on the Internet (Yeah)
Then they laid out pumpin' on you chest (Huh)
Nawh real niggas ain't into that
Nawh ion sell work (Huh)
Nawh ion say a word (huh)
I was raised by the streets
You was raised by the curb
And my drip is so clean
I'm fresh like detergent
I take care my people
Dose em' like a surgeon
Stay on the block
Get money like a hermit
Want me to move that check better be worth it
Commas on commas ain't takin' nothin' lower
Claim it's that gas and ion smell the odor
Claim it's that drip and you crumblin' like soda
She got that fire head my legs on her shoulder
You see me I'm shinnin'
I'm dripped down in golden
I don't need no diamonds
The way that I'm steppin'
Never heard of a stylist
And I'm fuckin' the finest
Don't take em' for weak
When they showin' you kindness
These niggas don't think
And I'll shoot where your mind is (Yeah)
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
Nick pulled up with the drum
Thought I was talkin' bout' Drumline
Servin' gas when the pump dry
Head shots, I blow her brains out
'And I fuck her so good
She callin' me daddy
Then call Maury
Cause' I'm not the pappy
The streets got hot
Got cold with rappin'
Go in on the track
But still with trappin'
Came home with a bag
Now that ass be clappin'
Out on the grind
Chase a bag with a passion
It ain't no race
You chase pussy and fashion
You got the drip
But you niggas not lastin'
I get in that water blow her back in
My nigga we eatin'
You fastin'
Down on her knees
I give her blessins'
They lookin' for answers
No questions
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
These niggas rap cap
Pull up and I'll set a rat trap
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ion associate with fake
'Long as that ass still shake
(Yeah, Yeah)
I ain't really tryna tip her
Miami Dolphins
Ima flip her
(Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't know it was that season
Chase a bag for no reason
(Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
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Writer(s): Holly Dent
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