NO CAP (feat. Lil Roski)

Walk up in dis bitch cameras flashing eyes glaring
Is da elevator prolly broke why yo bitch keep staring
Lil baby looking at me she must like what I'm wearing
Well let me step to da bitch like I'm not her real parent
Main goal in dis life is be a breadwinner
What I'm out here doing daily probably make me a sinner
I couldn't get to a play my nigga called for a zipper
I called my bitch like my first name Shaq imma send her
I ain't never been da party type I rather play da crib
A lotta shit ion like it is what it is
Me an my niggas still a stain you betta rock a bib
Ion knock nobody hustle nigga get it how you live
If I was walking in yo shoes
Nevermind can't een imagine dat
Can't see dat happenin stick to da script like I'm acting dat
Da shit I speak facts real life ain't just rapping dat
Da shit I speak facts real life ain't no cap innat
Niggas don't like to box so you gotta tote a glock
Nigga went OT for one I'm tryna come back wit a flock
Hide da bows in da closet stash da money in my socks
The load damner gone let me gone restock

I just paid thirty two hunnid for a P
Just to smoke tho I been fucking wit the weed
I'm a cutthroat don't be fucking wit the kid (yeah)
Forever up tho ion fuck with what they did
I be with that mafia, we got niggas salty (yeah)
I like bitches bossy, real people in my posse
I can tell he pussy I already socked em up
Imma whack em, been so long since I said who tryna bump
When I be down I just think like damn I'm kinda up
I get them modes when I just be like fuck it how you what
Niggas try me out gone make the cut bro fuck it line him up
I know that you step but don't try to try ya luck that was not wit us
Hoe I ain't tryna cuff you ain't even got enough
You ain't even gotta bluff acting like you is not a slut
You ain't even gotta bust try to up you ain't got a month
You know we grew up in the city but we know how to hunt



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Writer(s): Dominic Bailey
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