CAPPIN' (feat. BeeJay Asé) - Spliffage

Aye man you know how I'm rocking, cutoff stockings All designer man getcho grind up you know I got a Breightling for the timer that ain't nun new But these motherfuckin Margiela shoes I bought Is for me cappin you know what I'm saying? I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin', racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap This for Cap this for Blood, riding round with my thud G-L-O G-A-N-G we not with that giving up Don't expect me to give you hug Bullets coming fill you up Oreo Double Stuffed, Nigga get yo feelings hurt Boy I got that Pizza Hut, Giordanos which one you want? Get that Grezielda Blanco like "Aye lil Pablo where da fuck ya going? In the club froze I bought the bar I dont even want it I don't drink no alcohol I be drinking that lean I'm snoring I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin', racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap Gambino grab my meatroll Aye Tadoe grab my K doe Aye Justo make sure Benji straight, folks think he in Barbados Niggas wanna try me let the K go Wtf Chief Sosa waiting for? Got pink birds looking like Flamingos She dust my shoes off like I'm Fabo Keep racks in my pockets everyday tho Inna Caps and I'm Cappin spending all the play-doh Trap house bumping like he dancing with Kemo Off the car lot I'm smashing I'm riding like an A-hole Remember on the block shooting up niggas Limo's Now my birthday is every damn day tho Wonder how I got the racks in my jeans? Cause I be working every damn day tho I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin, racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap

Since like 2010 I been killin' shit I ain't giving no thanks ain't no pilgrimage 2 witches, 1 African, 1 Indian Ain't gone lie took that loss it was sickening Superhero? No no we wit villians Ain't gone lie if it come between me and you I ain't startin' all the way from the beginnin' I done came way to far from that jungle jim All them new rappers y'all love? My sons & nem What's really crazy is y'all won't service him When I ball Like Wood Harris on Above The Rim When I start really gettin' up on my shit Is when y'all start askin' "what's up with him?" RapMoses-Moe Franchise gone work a wrist Better watch what you say cuz they turn to fists It's only gator up in my swish I know Drip got the turtle I need a fix The lil' witch is at bat I just need a pitch You ain't a playa you lucky to see the bench You know she love the drugs she just need a pinch Single screw everything like a need a wrench Mann 9 times out of 10 Imma need a miss Hardest up out The Land I don't need a list Nigga I just wanna run it up really quick And they play tough but can't even take the diss Pussy can't even take what he love to dish Put this on my fam who birthday on the 6th Talkin' bout' nephew and my big homie sis And you know she deserve that steak from Ruth's Chris Stupid witch tried to curve me? You stupid witch Now that autograph cursive you stupid witch Moses really from the the east side of the 6 Mann I got like a dozen of yella chicks And I already know she can't take the dick Got a hand in every pot I'm tryna get rich And after I get rich I'm tryna get richer And when I'm off the crown see the bigger picture Give me bout half an hour and I'll get witcha I ain't bringing no 9 I'm bringin' a missile I know you ain't official cuz ain't no whistle When I slap her booty yeah you know it jiggle! Niggas scared to flow like this they gone get crippled Imma take em to school kick em at dismissal Aye shoutout Sauce Walka mane (Yeah) (On mommy) (Yeah) (You feel me) (On mommy) (Yeah) Hit the house, get the loot then I'm out of it I can't get you no cartridge I'm out of it No I can't get you no ounce I'm out of it I can't get you no acid I'm out of it I can't get you no shrooms bitch I'm out of it! Play up all in the cooch then I'm out of it Cleveland until like June then I'm out of it Yeah I'm out of it! Hit the house, get the loot then I'm out of it I can't get you no cartridge I'm out of it No I can't get you no ounce I'm out of it I can't get you no acid I'm out of it No I can't get you no shrooms I'm out of it! Play up all in the cooch then I'm out of it Cleveland until like June then I'm out of it Yeah I'm out! (Yeah) (On mommy) (Uh) (You feel me) (On mommy) (Yeah) (On mommy) (On mommy)

(TF) Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in When I do what I do Make sense it don't really got to Idc as long as it fit Real goons around me And trust me they got me Sip lean I'm a zombie Can't fuck wit no witch They talk of me highly I used to be hollin I flex like Almighty These beats I'm still choppin' That durag I'm rockin You still Kodak boppin' New shoes I'm still coppin' But still learned my lesson I moved on to houses Still don't want no spouses Just fuckin' accountants I knew who had doubted My head still up proudly And bitch I'm still bout it These beats I'm still choppin You knew nothin' bout' it I pull out the cannon and just get to wildin' I don't got no kids so let women act childish Young rap prophet always been bout the profit I know you gone fold I can tell you ain't solid Yea Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Just tryna run it up Money keep comin' in Tryna drop dub on a time piece Somewhere hangin' wit some dead niggas on top of blue paper that where you'll find me All this drippin got these haters turnin up they faces like they had some lime squeezed Soon as the pack touch down and my phone stay jumpin' and kick it Quan Chi Love that song when that money come in Ben Franklin that's my best friend Young nigga do it big on top like a lid Run it up then flip the backends Bad bitch spicy like cajun Bag make a nigga look Asian Young nigga don't got no patience Wrist workin like ya fingers when ya typin' on mavis Bag comin' in from all different type of angle's like McGrady Give a bad bitch The D like B. Davis Fuck a bad bitch hell naw I won't save her Sauce drippin' on me all over the pavement Every nigga 'round me gettin' paid but they hated Smokin on gas like a gang of Jamaicans Cut the fuck niggas off like face shavings Slidin to the guap like a nigga be skatin' Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Keep it on me for the robber's and schemer's I cut em off because I know I don't need 'em I get the sack and then I run up a bag I go and get it just like I'm a receiver Taking chances tryna run up the revenue Niggas plottin' but I'm 2 steps ahead of em OG rolled and a 2 cup of medical Wish I would put a bitch on a pedestal Sauce drippin' tryna steal off the drip Liu Kang how I switch up the kick Gymnastic how I double the flip 30 minutes just to load the stick I'm workin' my wrist til I jugg up a M I ain't wasting no time to go triple or double it I'm in the bricks where them niggas be scheming And niggas be robbin' And niggas be runnin' it