CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Capers
Blow, paranoid blood grab a pole
Boolin with my new b*t*h look like Amber Rose
Your b*t*h drove me from the K i think she really smart
She ain't take our seatbelt off till we cross Lincoln Park
Damn I wish that i can pour up with my n***a spark
Lotta sh*t that I ain't know they left me in the dark
Tired than a b*t*h i been chasing paper
Took two hours out my day to take your b*t*h to Capers
Pop up with the little dreads neck look like a glacier
B*t*h, have you lost your f**king mind
You had your turn for a little minute now its mine
It's funny how I turned the city up without trying
Last year I was broke ain't nobody have sh*t to say
Now I got a buzz and everybody wanna hate
They never liked me anyway, F**k em all they gotta pay
Do em up close with the Dra, have that b*t*h singing like Faith
Everybody got killa in they blunts
Pa** around Gelato, 41 and Runtz
I wasn't trying to take your spot n***a you got evicted
I can't believe this rap sh*t got n***as in they feelings
I got some n***as up the way that made a bad decision
Right or wrong my n***as sliding b*t*h I'm blasting with em
I was showing love when really i ain't have to
A couple months pa** and now I'm damn near past you
My brother told me if you trappin rappin ain't for you
Put water around my neck yeah i spent a few
Everybody in my face got some sh*t to say
Still screamin zone life I'm from the other way
Where I'm from n***as is blessed to see another day
Got some threats on instagram and bought another K
In the back getting high with the club owners
Big clock nine and it got a drum on it
Coming out the club can't believe them n***as pop me up
Took four shots them b*t*hes still tried to lock me up
I took five thousand to the set but it was not enough
I ain't complain about sh*t I went and got it up
Hustle jeans tight as hell both pockets knotted up
You ain't active with that b*t*h get your bodies up
Take it back to Lavish in '05 we pullin hotties up
Yeah they put me on that list but I don't give a f**k
Two redbones in a loft they both lit as f**k
I see n***as fighting for they spot, b*t*h give it up
I don't really be f**king with clubs I be whipping up
If I do you gon see some foreign sh*t sitting up
Can't complain about the little sh*t we tryna live it up
Me and that bag fell in love ain't no splitting up
If I hit him with this big chop ain't no getting up
F**k hitting the bricks I ain't gon stop till we rich as f**k
Boolin with my new b*t*h look like Amber Rose
Your b*t*h drove me from the K i think she really smart
She ain't take our seatbelt off till we cross Lincoln Park
Damn I wish that i can pour up with my n***a spark
Lotta sh*t that I ain't know they left me in the dark
Tired than a b*t*h i been chasing paper
Took two hours out my day to take your b*t*h to Capers
Pop up with the little dreads neck look like a glacier
B*t*h, have you lost your f**king mind
You had your turn for a little minute now its mine
It's funny how I turned the city up without trying
Last year I was broke ain't nobody have sh*t to say
Now I got a buzz and everybody wanna hate
They never liked me anyway, F**k em all they gotta pay
Do em up close with the Dra, have that b*t*h singing like Faith
Everybody got killa in they blunts
Pa** around Gelato, 41 and Runtz
I wasn't trying to take your spot n***a you got evicted
I can't believe this rap sh*t got n***as in they feelings
I got some n***as up the way that made a bad decision
Right or wrong my n***as sliding b*t*h I'm blasting with em
I was showing love when really i ain't have to
A couple months pa** and now I'm damn near past you
My brother told me if you trappin rappin ain't for you
Put water around my neck yeah i spent a few
Everybody in my face got some sh*t to say
Still screamin zone life I'm from the other way
Where I'm from n***as is blessed to see another day
Got some threats on instagram and bought another K
In the back getting high with the club owners
Big clock nine and it got a drum on it
Coming out the club can't believe them n***as pop me up
Took four shots them b*t*hes still tried to lock me up
I took five thousand to the set but it was not enough
I ain't complain about sh*t I went and got it up
Hustle jeans tight as hell both pockets knotted up
You ain't active with that b*t*h get your bodies up
Take it back to Lavish in '05 we pullin hotties up
Yeah they put me on that list but I don't give a f**k
Two redbones in a loft they both lit as f**k
I see n***as fighting for they spot, b*t*h give it up
I don't really be f**king with clubs I be whipping up
If I do you gon see some foreign sh*t sitting up
Can't complain about the little sh*t we tryna live it up
Me and that bag fell in love ain't no splitting up
If I hit him with this big chop ain't no getting up
F**k hitting the bricks I ain't gon stop till we rich as f**k
