"No Cap" lyrics
"No Cap"
Nigga I really shoot it up
Yeah
And I just popped a percy percy, cuz I ain't got no service
Feel me, ay
(Lil woah")
High-speed chase tell my nigga don't bap me
Trenches, I was really in them no cap fuck rap
I was really tryna get racks
They say life is a gamble and nigga ion cap
This shit is real life (real life)
Momma I can't go so I keep steel tight
Broke I ain't never going back like two strikes
Gang stay with me cuz if not ion feel right
Fuck beef ima show my young niggas the real life
I said I'm tired of niggas and all this fake ass thuggin'
Niggas singing to the cops, call that boy David Ruffin
Onlyfans in your bio you bitches is so dusty (so dusty)
Hits in the field like niggas was playing rugby
High speed all black thing like I'm Bruce Wayne
Cop ass nigga dropping dimes cuz he got loose change
Been hit the bitch now you calling her your boo thang
Free the whole team middle fingers to the chain gang
Bitch tryna blow me and I just popped a Percy (I just popped a Percy)
Tell me what's the WIFI cuz I ain't got no service (I ain't got no service)
Nigga ion know you, so nigga don't bro me
Buss down AP I still got the Rollie
I said love me or shoot me
Neiman Marcus shopping I just blew about a ten-piece
Money on your head I get you gone by your family
Throwing up 2 4s but you do this shit for Kobe (RIP to Kobe)
High speed chase tell my nigga don't bap me (skrrt)
Trenches, I was really in them no cap fuck rap
I was really tryna get racks
They say life is a gamble and nigga ion cap
This shit is real life (real life)
Momma I can't go so I keep steel tight
Broke I ain't ever going back like 2 strikes
Gang stay with me cuz if not ion feel right
Fuck beef ima show my youngins how to win right
Win with your team now you fuckin' with the enemies
Hoe nigga, I can really peep your whole energy
The way I run it up you really think it's like 10 of me
Given out shots for any nigga like Hennessy
Copy cat niggas steal the swag cuz they ain't got it (they ain't got it)
If you can't do it three times you shoulda never bought it (shoulda never bought it)
Broke boy tryna keep up boy you know you cappin'
Stick on me, I can make you vanish like magic
Get the bag, drive and get the get the bag
You can tell who getting money and who really popping tags
Always worried bout me starting to think you niggas fags
And a freak bitch gobble me, while I do the dash
And I'm the nigga that they come to, in the drought
Broke, when it's bout the bag I know the route
Pop-ups nigga we still pull up unannounced
Had to cut the bitch off cuz she was fuckin' up the counts
Midnight EA
Girl play them mirrors when you slidin' on the freeway, believe me
You can come try but it ain't easy
Been lost my heart when them bitches tryna leave me
Why they tryna leave me
Fraud ass nigga you ain't real you a scam
How the fuck you gettin' money when you only got a band
You know the hoe gotta pay like my name is Uncle Sam
Nigga sittin' here shooting when we slid bitch you ran
High speed chase tell my nigga don't skrrt
Trenches, I was really in them no cap fuck rap
I was really tryna get racks
They say life is a - and nigga ion cap
Ayy, yeah bitch tryna bone me and I just popped a percy
Where them percies at, ayy
Tell me what's the WIFI cuz ion got no service
Nigga ion know you so nigga don't bro me
Ion know you niggas mane
Ayy look bust down AP I still got that, still got that
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