No Cap

Real nigga wanna see the drugs Real nigga wanna see the cash Real nigga wanna see that thot Take off the glock, fill up the gas Fuck a nigga bitch and I pull out no cap Snort up the coke and I’m high as a bat Walk in a store and I pull out my stacks Blow out the smoke and I rob that shit blank Ay Real nigga do no small talk Pull a grenade and that shit pop boom Make that bitch drop Droptop drop dead on a droptop Ay I pack my bag and make it to the top Hiking all the way up on the charts Curry boy makin his mark Bitch don’t stop, we boppin till we drop yeah Fuck up this beat and I walk in a temple Pray to my god and I worship the symbol You know it’s all true I’m the prophet I’m humble Drop all the feelings and follow my rumble There ain’t no discussion I’m causing the trouble Sippin on lean and I’m ballin on bumble yeah No cap hah no cap, no cap no cap no cap, yeah Lil bitch What’s that Drop outta school And I’m back Cash on ya face that’s whack Pull out the purple we drank Watch out lil bitch I’m on crack I get a vision I’m makin the millions What a provision I get that brazilian House up on the hills we keepin it hidden Pop up all the pills we do the forbidden No cap no cap, no cap no cap no cap, yeah Makin investments I’m workin the money Strike up the markets I’m gettin the honey I do the division I’m sorting out business Walk outta prison, political dummy Ay Movin that dope, organised crime Check out my scope, you girl on prime Write up the lyric, makin them rhyme yeah Hah Pullin that mercy Fuck up your jersey Im mirin that ramen bring out the shaman East side looking out for west side Fry up your models coz I wreck brides Fuck up your journey you’ll need an attorney I’m winning that tourney ohh oh yeah, no cap No cap no cap, no cap no cap no cap, yeah Real nigga wanna see the drugs Real nigga wanna see the cash Real nigga wanna see that thot Take off the glock, fill up the gas Fuck a nigga bitch and I pull out no cap Snort up the coke and I’m high as a bat Walk in a store and I pull out my stacks Blow out the smoke and I rob that shit blank Ay Real nigga do no small talk Pull a grenade and that shit pop boom Make that bitch drop Droptop drop dead on a droptop Ay I pack my bag and I make it to the top Hiking all the way up on the charts Curry boy makin his mark Bitch don’t stop, we boppin till we drop yeah