Dancefloors We'll Never Step on Again - Capicu

Free Von (TwanTheProducer) Yeah I remember I was young I remember we was staying behind the mall I was staying with my turn, you heard me? We was standing outside as I looked at a nigga, I told 'em, I say Only thing, only thing I'm missing out That's gon make everything complete I need to stretch something (Morreti Goin' Crazy) My niggas just looked at me, yeah (AKel) Man I'm like, "Fuck that" Dirty ass nigga always looking for a fucking lick Angry ass nigga always mad, it make no fucking sense Savage ass nigga, always walking with a dirty stick Dangerous ass nigga, all he wanna do is step on shit Demon seed my momma'll tell you Bitch, don't let your children pay He named his first son Draco, plus the child was born on 38th It's 4KTrey, I seen nobody, say like who gon' die today? You 'bout that shit? Well, bitch, we 'bout the same It's gon' go down this way You know I'm with the shits (yeah) You say it's up, we whoop the bitch Knock down the whole clique I kill 'em all, ain't got no pics Now check the scope up, bitch, I'm four up with this murder shit I want his brains on top the pavement right aside the bitch He a dread-head, we leave him smoked out on some rasta shit Leave out straight bet when them choppas spit I got dead men on these dollars, bitch You be talking reckless, we be stepping make you hold that shit Chill with all that weapon, we gon' stretch him Man, I told that bitch I grew up on some soldier shit We outchea doming shit Police ask me do I wanna see a pic of how they found the bitch I'm sorry I'm a rapper, I just talk, I don't condone it Soon as we get the drop, you know we cap 'em They say we wrong for this (we gon' get your ass gone with this) Dirty ass nigga always looking for a fucking lick Angry ass nigga always mad, it make no fucking sense Savage ass nigga, always walking with a dirty stick Dangerous ass nigga, all he wanna do is step on shit Demon seed my momma'll tell you Bitch, don't let your children pay He named his first son Draco, plus the child was born on 38th It's 4KTrey, I seen nobody, say like who gon' die today? You 'bout that shit? Well, bitch, we 'bout the same It's gon' go down this way Look, ring around the rosy (okay), pussy say he on me (let's go) I'ma put his dick onside his thugs (and that's on my momma) Pussy nigga scared to be in the B Lying like he in the streets Know he'll be dead if we just where he was So we miss stepping on them ducks Who you leave out in the field? Nigga, yeah Herm said he just caught a new one, drilled, dummy dead Posting songs, don't start preaching what you saying, pussy nigga We put shit that sleep with Glocks like we got Xans in these pistols I say 4KTrey my business, we gon' step on any nigga Who that is? Kill the witness Say the word and they gon' book some Ain't got no words for no bitch I pull that stick out on a nigga Like lay your bed, I throw the pillow The police after all my niggas, look Dirty ass nigga always looking for a fucking lick Angry ass nigga always mad, it make no fucking sense Savage ass nigga, always walking with a dirty stick Dangerous ass nigga, all he wanna do is step on shit Demon seed my momma'll tell you Bitch, don't let your children pay He named his first son Draco, plus the child was born on 38th It's 4KTrey, I seen nobody, say like who gon' die today? You 'bout that shit? Well, bitch, we 'bout the same It's gon' go down this way

Hearing Is getting me down Is getting me down to the disco floor Hearing Is wearing me down It's wearing down from my ears All those evenings Spent disappointed on dance floors I'll add to know And learn one day I want to get more from this I want to get more from this I want to get more from this Than you Sometimes, I'll put up with it Alright But I can't even dance the way I might Where it's just me and you tonight I want to get more from this I want to get more from this I want to get more from this I want to get more from this Than you

(I need to speak to Mike Laury) (Yeah, you got Mike Laury) (Dubba-AA flex) Free DDawg (Winning lottery numbers coming up) Cocaine all white G-Nikes, so I hit the street right Hangin 'round actin' like they lost some, know what it be like I done seen how they change when I'm down Riding round that P, smokin' dope just singin' loud (this Is The Sound) Motherfuck them if they don't know, I ain't gotta show Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though Dirty bitches they done ran off, left foreign cars sittin 'round in my home Causin' me to head on I say that that's that Maybach, Redeye, Rolls Royce, I'm on Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around Tell me change, but I can't do it, I'm fresh 'cause I got money now Hella blocks, hella chops, 30 shottas, no trap spot Plain jane, Patek Phileppe, arms reach of a crack pot Get that Rollie, I'ma send it back, I don't like how the bezel sized Scared for a nigga to see her arm sleeve she got hella dots Soon as it drop then the body drop Police comin', call it through the cell (blrrt) She ain't wit' a nigga she ain't 'round me now It was the same way laid inside a cell Tryna step on somethin', payin' to get me killed In that Redeye straight from out of hell Got to much money to be out here stuntin' And these dirty bitches don't wan' let me live What you talkin'? All my kids got M's of peace I knock somethin' off, I don't wan' talk Ayy, where the money? Where the lean? Goddamn Fuck 'em all, I achieve I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve Motherfuck them if they don't know, I ain't gotta show Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though Dirty bitches they done ran off, left foreign cars sittin 'round in my home Causin' me to head on I say that that's that Maybach, Redeye, Rolls Royce, I'm on Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around Tell me change, but I can't do it, I'm fresh 'cause I got money now Big stack, look, there go YoungBoy, his lit ass wit' that big gat Cemetary yard, I can't pass, tell 'em risk that Don't care 'bout how you cut it, you not makin' me (not makin' me, nah) Give a fuck 'bout if they clutchin', I say spray that shit (I say) I say pop that boy (bah), I say shoot that bitch While I wait on my house to get gutted, I flood my wrist I say hit the switch, I say put it in sport ain't got no kick I say lean, stand, stand right, aim right nigga for you hit that stick What you talkin'? All my kids got M's of peace I knock somethin' off, I don't wan' talk Ayy, where the money? Where the lean? Goddamn Fuck 'em all, I achieve I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve Motherfuck them if they don't know, I ain't gotta show Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though Dirty bitches they done ran off, left foreign cars sittin 'round in my home Causin' me to head on I say that that's that Maybach, Redeye, Rolls Royce, I'm on Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around Tell me change, but I can't do it, I'm fresh 'cause I got money now (This Is The Sound)

Three, man Dubba-AA flexin' AI Louie Bandz made another one I ain't never did that, nah Why you acting like that? Nah I do this shit 'cause shit, I just be in my own world This is the sound I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another pack Don't walk up on me, clutchin', you might walk into that strap These hoes be on me 'cause they know all these other niggas cap Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home I been tryna make it through the headphones You see me when I came in, I was all alone Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show them These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know them Nigga try and I'ma blow him right on the scene Nigga check how I been flexin' with these hunnids in my jeans I been trying to shake back, I been loaded off that lean Tryna come up with a plan, I ain't throwed off as I seem I'm in Cali at the studio and hoes running in and out No more sleeping on Montana couch With a chopper somewhere close around I been living good on my own, I ain't no baby now I got platinum plaques around the house I be high, I ain't worried 'bout y'all I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another pack Don't run up on me, clutchin', you might walk into that strap These hoes be on me 'cause they know all these other niggas cap Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home I been tryna make it through the headphones You see me when I came in, I was all alone Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show them These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know them I ain't sit around, motherfuck what they make, I done went that way I don't play, hundred rounds Hundred racks on your brain, young niggas go rampage This a new Maybach seat Go back, more space, right between us, an ice tray Audemar rose gold I don't know what the time say, new piece that Shine made Walkin' 'round with racks on me, motherfuck if it's flashy I come straight up out the streets, ain't no pretending, no acting I don't blame no one for my struggle, I still fuck with my daddy I'm still thuggin', high as fuck, ridin' 'round, toting ratchets Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home I been tryna make it through the headphones You see me when I came in, I was all alone Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show them These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know them This is the sound

(Leor, light it up) (What's up, Haze?) Huh, huh, huh Huh, ridin' in that motherfuckin' skrrt-skrrt, vroom Shawty on my side, and she don't want me to lose I can't make this up 'bout how I came through shinin' Yeah, you knowin' how I do Actin' crazy in this bitch like I belong on the news Turnin' up, up in this bitch like I'm a motherfuckin' fool I go dumb up in this bitch, I go to wavin' with my tool For Big Dump, I really miss, I got them bodies two by two, ha Time to head home, baby, what that sex 'bout? (Okay) Have your head on, baby, lose that cell phone (okay) We fuck to fly shit, she let me hit it in my VLONE One-fifty units, I just need to get a big loan Cards like it's real estate, nigga, back it down Soon as that chopper bang, gravediggin', 4K Trey Nigga, this a shotta's chain Real killer, don't play with children, 'fore I had fire at five brains Do the dash on po' trucks, engines hit it, this bitch insane Pussy nigga mad about my millions, can't talk what I'm sayin' Comprehension with no understandin', they don't know what I'm sayin' How we wait outside but analyze One meaningless diamond chain spinnin' 'bout our dead brother name? Huh, ridin' in that motherfuckin' skrrt-skrrt, vroom Shawty on my side, and she don't want me to lose I can't make this up 'bout how I came through shinin' Yeah, you knowin' how I do I knock shit off as soon as it's up, they need to put me in a zoo I got big bank, plenty money, and my sons too We throw sticks like they baboons, got my blick in New York like Woo Cousin lit, they call him Skelly, just wan' crash when Top say shoot Play with that dog food like my cousin, profit jump back up in two Prophet preachin' to the youth, all that lame shit, we don't do Fuck niggas, hatin'-ass, who you kill? Protect your gang, bang with your crew Me and my mains, we out the roof, I'm screamin', "Bitch, what you wan' do?" GTR, I'ma turn this bitch into a slider I fuck with her, take her out to Shane, flood her with diamonds I'm gon' murder someone, pray that I just don't have to remind her I ain't got no work on me, real fast in that foreign, how I be drivin' We killed him, we slimed him, right, we slimed him in that motherfuckin', ooh I'm by my lonely, probably two guns on me, yeah, ridin' in the coupe Shawty know I'm high in this motherfucker, want me to get her high too Tryna tell you they can be with it, I'm already on that Huh, ridin' in that motherfuckin' skrrt-skrrt, vroom Shawty on my side, and she don't want me to lose I can't make this up 'bout how I came through shinin' Yeah, you knowin' how I do