No Cap (feat. Lsk DaGoat)
A lot niggaz say they real
But they're really rats
I got runners in field, and they ain't running track
A lot bitches say they love me
But I know it's cap
She FaceTime, I hit decline, and I ain't calling back
They said hiphop was dead, but I'm the one who brought it back
And now I'm trynna stay ahead, I feel just like a starter cap
I'm this generation's, generator, I'm who started that
Underground king of my city now I'm way more than that
When I'm in the booth I feel at home
Where the mortgage at
These broke ass niggaz can't afford to rap
When I was broke, I got bored with that
Had to go against the grain
Now I'm razor sharp and at your neck
Made myself a lil change
Hit up the bank, I need my deposit back
Fuck a lil bitch off the drink
Smoke like a train, then I demolish tracks
Me and my nigga posted in the trap
We was whipping GT Pontiac
Big trash bags full of weed
Excuse me somebody tell me where the garbage can
Niggaz say, they moving weight
Just because you said that, I know it's cap
Incriminating, yourself
Take yo dumbass home where ya momma at
I don't give a fuck where the condoms at
You'll never find me where the dramas at
I move so low key, everybody I know, thought I fell off the map
The only thing I know is facts
Anymore than that I know it's cap
Haha man for real, these cappin' ass niggaz man
I'm sick of that shit, everybody with the Ra-Ra shit
There ain't nobody rapping about no facts man
Ayo, Lsk let these niggaz know wassup
Lsk, No cap
Yeah I'm real in da field an they know that
Got yo bitch in da club an she throw back
If her man speak up that's a toe tag
In the back of the car countin big racks
Say they like how I move, yeah they with that
Imma big dawg yeah only speak facts
Steady haten on me boy betta sit back
Call the plug drop the pack that's a big sack
Got yo bitch throwin ass, told her pop that
Say you wit it lil boy, betta stop that
Got lil Kedd in this bitch toting big straps
They can't take me off the map, I know they mad cause I'm winning this
Chain all on my body getting cold, I need a coolin kit
People speakin lies, talkin reckless, all that foolishness
I can't be around all that fake, too busy getting rich
Step up out the house, I'm drippin water, fresher then a bitch
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
Dripping water fresher than a bitch
All of people say they do, but don't
Yeahh I know it's Cap
All of people say they will, but won't
But I know it's Cap
All of people say they do, but don't
Yeahh I know it's Cap
All of people say they will, but won't
But I know it's Cap
But they're really rats
I got runners in field, and they ain't running track
A lot bitches say they love me
But I know it's cap
She FaceTime, I hit decline, and I ain't calling back
They said hiphop was dead, but I'm the one who brought it back
And now I'm trynna stay ahead, I feel just like a starter cap
I'm this generation's, generator, I'm who started that
Underground king of my city now I'm way more than that
When I'm in the booth I feel at home
Where the mortgage at
These broke ass niggaz can't afford to rap
When I was broke, I got bored with that
Had to go against the grain
Now I'm razor sharp and at your neck
Made myself a lil change
Hit up the bank, I need my deposit back
Fuck a lil bitch off the drink
Smoke like a train, then I demolish tracks
Me and my nigga posted in the trap
We was whipping GT Pontiac
Big trash bags full of weed
Excuse me somebody tell me where the garbage can
Niggaz say, they moving weight
Just because you said that, I know it's cap
Incriminating, yourself
Take yo dumbass home where ya momma at
I don't give a fuck where the condoms at
You'll never find me where the dramas at
I move so low key, everybody I know, thought I fell off the map
The only thing I know is facts
Anymore than that I know it's cap
Haha man for real, these cappin' ass niggaz man
I'm sick of that shit, everybody with the Ra-Ra shit
There ain't nobody rapping about no facts man
Ayo, Lsk let these niggaz know wassup
Lsk, No cap
Yeah I'm real in da field an they know that
Got yo bitch in da club an she throw back
If her man speak up that's a toe tag
In the back of the car countin big racks
Say they like how I move, yeah they with that
Imma big dawg yeah only speak facts
Steady haten on me boy betta sit back
Call the plug drop the pack that's a big sack
Got yo bitch throwin ass, told her pop that
Say you wit it lil boy, betta stop that
Got lil Kedd in this bitch toting big straps
They can't take me off the map, I know they mad cause I'm winning this
Chain all on my body getting cold, I need a coolin kit
People speakin lies, talkin reckless, all that foolishness
I can't be around all that fake, too busy getting rich
Step up out the house, I'm drippin water, fresher then a bitch
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
Dripping water fresher than a bitch
All of people say they do, but don't
Yeahh I know it's Cap
All of people say they will, but won't
But I know it's Cap
All of people say they do, but don't
Yeahh I know it's Cap
All of people say they will, but won't
But I know it's Cap
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Writer(s): Kedrick Howard
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