No Cap
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Just hit a button, Morty, give me a beat (Hey Hollo, run that ho back)
Oh, man, okay, alright, um
Hollo
Hey Hollo, turn me up
Sav goin' crazy
I keep me an orange and a blue rag (Murdaa)
If we got that to do, we gon' do that (Gang)
Tried to pull off, left his shit on two flats (Skrrt)
It was me and big Grimeyy and Doo Bandz (Gang)
We just dropped Doobie off, got a two man
They gon' suck us and fuck us for two grams
Real bosses, you know I salute them (Boom)
Fake niggas cappin', we pull up and shoot them, gang
I step for the 30s, I step for the 'Ville
Them niggas cappin', ain't steppin' for real (No)
I work that chrome, while Freak work that wheel (Skrrt)
She suckin' my balls, she gave me the chills (Ugh)
Murdaa keep itchin', I'm off of the pills (Murdaa)
I step for the 30s, I step for CN (30)
Servin' the city, DP got the fin (Gang)
Glock ten millimeter, but I got the slim
Fuck all the goofies, them niggas my kids (Fuck 'em)
Glock got the fifty, the stick on the SIG (Sticky)
Fuck up your waves, I'm splittin' your wig (Boom, boom)
We know he flip burgers, pulled up to his gig
We do it for Neen and we do it for Jigs (Gang)
Just bought a shovel, I'm ready to dig
Deeberry home, he done with his bid (30)
Don't got no pressure, they sellin' that mid
Hold up, won't drop the window 'cause they tinted five (At all)
But, if we did drop 'em, know somebody died (Hah)
Bitch, come shop with me, 'cause this fin have you fried
Ain't givin' out samples, so don't even try
Don't take less than fifty, don't come with no fives
He tried some of these, hit the floor, damn near died (Come on)
We do it for Streetz and we do it for Slime (Slime time)
Do a drill, crush some Percs, now I feel like I'm flyin'
Move out the nest and come cop you a P
I'm thumbin' through hundreds from juggin' that tree
What DP be jamming'll put you to sleep
I got me some bodies, on that, I can't speak
She kiss on my neck while she play with my meat (Haha)
I crack from the back, then I pull out and skeet
Put up the Bharger, I just got a Jeep (Skrrt)
Link for a trade, we playin' for keeps
Caught a few bodies, but can't even speak on it (Uh-uh)
Goofies' location, we get it and creep on it (Come here)
Everybody shooters, so no, I won't sleep on 'em (Nope)
Goofies keep talkin', we let choppers speak on 'em (Boom, boom, boom)
I'm slappin' her ass, so I pull out and skeet on it
Just came to fuck, girl, I ain't come to freak on you (At all)
Won't be your man 'cause I'll fuck 'round and beat on you
Call up your homies, I put 30 Deep on 'em (Gang)
I step for the Tracks and I step for the Rose (Gang)
My niggas grimy, they steppin' on toes
Caught his ass sleeping, got slumped with his pole (Come here)
She ain't got no weave, then I'm pullin' her 'fro (Yeah)
Niggas ain't steppin', I guess they leg broke (At all)
How you got a gun, but you scared to tote?
Bitch, call me Cee Marley, I want all the smoke
Caught the speed on Grand, balled down Tower Grove (Skrrt)
He say he want beef that he can't even chew
Was waitin' on the bus, shit, we peep, bust a U (Come here)
He ran with his thumper, he ain't even shoot
We got on his bumper, he ran, left a shoe (Gang)
Let's go switch up the whips, and he won't have a clue
I got on his ass, hopped out, hit him with two