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Stop cappin' in them raps, I don't wanna hear that *
Olympus on the out block, we be flippin' *
Brand new Glock with the switch, this bitch rippin' *
Brand new car off the lot, just left the dealership
Niggas droppin' here in motherfuckin' days
Spins got the glitz, but you know I love the K
I don't * with niggas, bitch, that's how you catch a K
You ain't catchin' bodies, why the * you tryna claim?
Nigga dissin' on my brother when you know that wasn't you
I don't see me at Palat, they phone, we see him and just shoot
Bitches see me and come out, they close, they eat it like some food
I'm at the P in these streets, cause Big Wap keep it true
I'm a car right now, F-ing in the booth
I don't let you * twin hot
I'ma cuff you, and I'm still goin' in
Rich homie, time to
Boy, I split your wig, never did a hairdo
I got these bitches on the road, camera suit
I be feelin' just like Thor, show you what this hammer do
We'll shoot your video, but we ain't no camera do
And I'm steppin' on my oppa, they ain't no sandals
Stop cappin' in them raps, I don't wanna hear that *
Olympus on the out block, we be flippin' *
Brand new Glock with the switch, this bitch rippin' *
Just bought a car off the lot, just left the dealership
Niggas droppin' here in motherfuckin' days
Spins got the glizzy, but you know I love the K
I don't * with niggas, bitch, that's how you catch a K
You ain't catchin' bodies, why the * you tryin' to claim?
We were supposed to catch a six-piece, but damn, the blitz down
Nigga, you know how we walk, it's like down or get down
Mookie dead for talkin' *, he can't talk that * now
We droppin' opps back to back, encore, take a bow
Nigga, reach for my chain, come here, boy, bitch, bow
That nigga died right beside that nigga, last word, we out
I'm only comin' out at night, and I be flyin' like an owl
Puss and hoe, what you mad for? Bitch, bitch, smile
She said, I be smokin' like an owl
Smokin' on her brother, so she can't support me
Last time she pulled up, we smoked him, she ain't even know it
* them purses, what a jizz, you know I be rollin'
Bitch, say that, they're my kids, oh, we goin' to Mars
Smokin' two J's, bitch, it's twin, and it's brother-mar
She know I'm a playboy, but my name ain't Cardi
I got the Drake next door, but this ain't no party
Pull up with that chopper, bitch, you know I'm tryna catch a homie