All that cap talk, y’all can have that (You can have that)
Glock with a stick make ’em back, back (Make ’em back, back)
Popping these Percs like Tic Tacs
One up on top, I ain’t worried about that click-clack (Bop)
Know a few rappers got they sh#t snatched (Got they sh#t snatched)
Know another few got they sh#t splat (Got they sh#t splat)
They ain’t real gas, where you get that? (Where you get that, man?)
They ain’t real gas, where they sell that? (Where they sell that, n#gg#?)
Make a few plays, where the mail at?
I was really sliding, doing hits with a Kel-Tec (Grr, boaw)
Shoot him in the face then he fell back (Then he fell back)
n#gg# want a verse, he can Zelle that (He can Zelle that)
f#cking up the streets in a Hellcat (Skrrt)
Draco turn a n#gg# #ss opp pack (Opp pack)
Put it on his brain like a Zoggs cap (Like a Zoggs cap)
And we shot your homie, you ain’t pop back (You ain’t pop back)
All that cap rap, gotta stop that
Banana clip, Drac’ peel a p#ss# n#gg# top back (Peel his top back)
Pop a Perc’ 10, where the Wock’ at?
I don’t pop Xans, baby, show me where the {?} at? (Sipping lean)
Dick on the Glock, I don’t c#ck back
Handgun, choppa, blue tips for your house rats (Brr)
Then a finish {?} in a bopcat (Skrrt, skrrt)
Slide down the 9th tryna see where the MOB at (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
n#gg# getting clout like a {?}
b#tch, I’m the bomb like TNT (TNT)
Air this b#tch out like BNB (Like a BNB)
Every thing green like a centipede (Like a centipede)
Turn a f#ck n#gg# to a memory (To a memory)
And I put a drum on a 23 (On a 23)
G-Son home ’cause the body beat (Von)
And I know T.Roy would be proud of me (Proud of me)
All that cap talk, y’all can have that (You can have that)
Glock with a stick make ’em back, back (Make ’em back, back)
Popping these Percs like Tic Tacs
One up on top, I ain’t worried about that click-clack (Bop)
Know a few rappers got they sh#t snatched (Got they sh#t snatched)
Know another few got they sh#t splat (Got they sh#t splat)
They ain’t real gas, where you get that? (Where you get that, man?)
They ain’t real gas, where they sell that? (Where they sell that, n#gg#?)
Make a few plays, where the mail at?
I was really sliding, doing hits with a Kel-Tec (Grr, boaw)
Shoot him in the face then he fell back (Then he fell back)
n#gg# want a verse, he can Zelle that (He can Zelle that)
f#cking up the streets in a Hellcat (Skrrt)
Draco turn a n#gg# #ss opp pack (Opp pack)
Put it on his brain like a Zoggs cap (Like a Zoggs cap)
And we shot your homie, you ain’t pop back (You ain’t pop back)
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