No Cap Zone

Yeah, ya know, oh i don't even thing they Gonna understand this one But you know, I'm not for F*ck niggas to understand, haha succeed Oh you killer on the gram? OG Bobby Johnson All those guns in your video Quit camouflaging niggas live on they live Feed until they lifing Niggas mob in the studio but Soft in real life This shit here is gettin out of hand The same energy you had I need that shit again You know the way you said it When you said it to your man I'm in your grill now, nigga Say that shit again i'm in your grill now Nigga this ain't snapchat Nah, put this motherfucker to your snapback This is 0-100 Dodge Johnny Hellcat Bitches ain't finna recognize you In the trash bag cut a arm, cut a leg What the f*ck am I aimming at? If I ain't aimming at his head? I'ma empty out the clip Until that motherfucker dead I like 40s but I rather hit Him with the Smith & Wesson The 40 hella cool but the Wesson leave no shit hot damn, ya sick But this nigga off his meds I'm fly, cockpit like I took off in a jet Her mouth, my dick Her head bobbing on the set I'm just that lit What the f*ck did you expect It's 4X 4X (4 times) 4 times 4X Uh, huh, huh, huh aye It's big Stunna I'm head youngin' I get to the cake Yeah, 'bout Sherman cake Dive in that bitch like a lake These niggas don't hold no weight I have my youngin' knock off his face Play with me we shoot up the place I say the word, put you on the plate These nigga be cap I don't listen to what you say bitch Cause I know you won't shake shit I'll up that fire and give you a face lift Make a bitch bad like say your grace bitch We got Ks and Drakes bitch We finna go ape bitch We hop out off the stage He get stomped in Asics These niggas be basic I just want a hoe like Trancy She gotta suck me if she tryna suck DaBaby Boy you taking, leave the block vacant Lemme tell them niggas what we do Lemme tell them niggas what we do Flip shit, with a thick bitch What I pull up in the whip with (Uh, huh) They say I'm spazzing out my Mind I might be ritalin (yeah) These niggas hoes they always crying Having bitch fit's (Turn up) You know well I stand out, imma shine Imma misfit (Ah) i run the old weed (Ayy) , they booking me over seas (Ayy) I just met a bad Vegas bitch I ask if she knows succeed (Ah ah) Used to be selling fifty for a pound You can get 4 for three (Hey, ayy) I got the smoke for free (Smoke) You know how it go for me (yeah) And you gon' need ten thousand (Ten) , ain't doing no shows for free I got them hoes on me, pull up They all over me (Uh) I f*ck your hoe asleep Sing to that bitch like I'm Jodeci Ayy, nigga haha, DaBaby I don't know why you did it, but uh, yeah Calm down Yo, but that's the way the shit go down If it wasn't fly, a nigga wouldn't get it in Yuh stunna 4 Vegas These niggas ain't really ready for this shit But ya know the gang, so um, salute When real niggas link, real shit go down I'm out