STR8 NO CAP

Boy ion really f*ck wit these niggahs Boy that's str8 no cap Boy ion really f*ck with these bitches Yeah dey talk to much I been creeping on a cum up Went and found me sum runners Everybody getting bands Trap stacks with da rubber You niggas pussy See you in public you ducking and moving What is you doing Tucking ya tale boy you is a sooner The family is ruin Why did you do it You cross that line I'm bout to lose it I been going out of space Stepping outside of my circle Band runner done squared up Changing my shape on purpose Won't respect you got to earn it Young niggah had to learn it Pressure known to buss pipes I'm da one that makin' nervous Rusty old ass niggah Get out da way foe i dump you When you out here being fake Ain't no telling what's gone come to ya Ridding smoking solo Niggah like me stay solo Ion really need no pack Watch how dey act look at dey face Niggah ima keep doing me Shit gone get better Just gimme sum time stay on my grind You remember me Mr. ten a g Eye ball need no scale That's all i know I was born dat way Learn as a early age Don't talk to the police ion cap That's why ion f*ck wit these niggas Dey ain't never gone get it right Got a brand knew band call band run a bitch Betta put sum respect on it Next in line like you waiting on a check on them If he start shooting I am aiming at necks In da back ground all you heard was pist Bottle patron a half a xan Ex pill just to power up Life is a gamble You bid ya price Russian bitch wit sum hanging tits Silencers niggah cause we only move at night I cum at da right time