CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : No Cap Zone
Yeah, ya know, oh
I dont even thing they gonna understand this one
But you know, I'm not for f**k n***as to understand, haha
Succeed
Oh you killer on the gram? OG Bobby Johnson
All those guns in your video, quit camouflaging
N***as live on they live feed until they lifing
N***as mob in the studio but soft in real life
This sh*t here is gettin out of hand
The same energy you had, I need that sh*t again
You know the way you said it, when you said it to your man
I'm in your grill now, n***a, say that sh*t again
I'm in your grill now, n***a this ain't snapchat
Nah, Put this motherf**ker to your snapback
This is 0-100 Dodge Johnny Hellcat
B*t*hes ain't finna recognize you in the trash bag
Cut a arm, cut a leg
What the f**k am I aimming at? If I ain't aimming at his head?
I'ma empty out the clip until that motherf**ker dead
I like .40s but I rather hit him with the Smith & Wesson
The .40 hella cool but the Wesson leave no sh*t
Hot damn, ya sick, but this n***a off his meds
I'm fly, c*ckpit like I took off in a jet
Her mouth, my d**k, her head bobbing on the set
I'm just that lit, what the f**k did you expect
It's 4 times (4 times)
4 times (4 times)
4 times (4 times)
4 times (4 times)
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 b*t*h like a lake
These n***as 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 n***a be cap, I don't listen to what you say b*t*h
Cause I know you won't shake sh*t
I'll up that 5 and give you a face lift
Make a b*t*h bad like say your grace b*t*h
We got Ks and Drakes b*t*h
We finna go ape b*t*h
We hop out off the stage
He get stomped in Asics
These n***as 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 n***as what we do
Lemme tell them n***as what we do
Flip sh*t, with a thick b*t*h, what I pull up in the whip with (uh-huh)
They say I'm spazzing out my mind I might be ritalin (Yeah)
These n***as hoes they always crying, having b*t*h fits (Turn up)
You know well I stand out, imma shine, imma misfit (ahhhh)
I run the old weed (aye), they booking me over seas (aye)
I just met a bad Vegas b*t*h, I ask if she knows succeed (ahhh-ahhh)
Used to be selling 50 for a pound, you can get 4 for three (hey, aye)
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**k your hoe asleep, sing to that b*t*h like I’m Jodeci
Aye, n***a
Haha, DaBaby
I don't know why you did it, but uh, yeah, calm down
Yo, But that's the way the sh*t go down
If it wasn't fly, a n***a wouldn't get it in
Yuh
Stunna 4 Vegas, these n***as ain't really ready for this sh*t
But ya know the gang, so um, solute
When real n***as link, real sh*t go down
I'm out
I dont even thing they gonna understand this one
But you know, I'm not for f**k n***as to understand, haha
Succeed
Oh you killer on the gram? OG Bobby Johnson
All those guns in your video, quit camouflaging
N***as live on they live feed until they lifing
N***as mob in the studio but soft in real life
This sh*t here is gettin out of hand
The same energy you had, I need that sh*t again
You know the way you said it, when you said it to your man
I'm in your grill now, n***a, say that sh*t again
I'm in your grill now, n***a this ain't snapchat
Nah, Put this motherf**ker to your snapback
This is 0-100 Dodge Johnny Hellcat
B*t*hes ain't finna recognize you in the trash bag
Cut a arm, cut a leg
What the f**k am I aimming at? If I ain't aimming at his head?
I'ma empty out the clip until that motherf**ker dead
I like .40s but I rather hit him with the Smith & Wesson
The .40 hella cool but the Wesson leave no sh*t
Hot damn, ya sick, but this n***a off his meds
I'm fly, c*ckpit like I took off in a jet
Her mouth, my d**k, her head bobbing on the set
I'm just that lit, what the f**k did you expect
It's 4 times (4 times)
4 times (4 times)
4 times (4 times)
4 times (4 times)
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 b*t*h like a lake
These n***as 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 n***a be cap, I don't listen to what you say b*t*h
Cause I know you won't shake sh*t
I'll up that 5 and give you a face lift
Make a b*t*h bad like say your grace b*t*h
We got Ks and Drakes b*t*h
We finna go ape b*t*h
We hop out off the stage
He get stomped in Asics
These n***as 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 n***as what we do
Lemme tell them n***as what we do
Flip sh*t, with a thick b*t*h, what I pull up in the whip with (uh-huh)
They say I'm spazzing out my mind I might be ritalin (Yeah)
These n***as hoes they always crying, having b*t*h fits (Turn up)
You know well I stand out, imma shine, imma misfit (ahhhh)
I run the old weed (aye), they booking me over seas (aye)
I just met a bad Vegas b*t*h, I ask if she knows succeed (ahhh-ahhh)
Used to be selling 50 for a pound, you can get 4 for three (hey, aye)
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**k your hoe asleep, sing to that b*t*h like I’m Jodeci
Aye, n***a
Haha, DaBaby
I don't know why you did it, but uh, yeah, calm down
Yo, But that's the way the sh*t go down
If it wasn't fly, a n***a wouldn't get it in
Yuh
Stunna 4 Vegas, these n***as ain't really ready for this sh*t
But ya know the gang, so um, solute
When real n***as link, real sh*t go down
I'm out
