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C A P

ThatBoyCleo

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C A P Lyrics

Psycho We pop a lot of pills, yeah (We pop a lot of pills) I′m fast they call me furious (Hit the clutch and hit the hee) I break a lot of rules, yeah (I break a lot of rules) Your girlfriend got a mileage, yeah (It's Booki in the streets) Yeah, they cappin′ yeah they lying, Niggas cappin' for the clout Your shorty bust it down, and I make her touch her toes In the morning, in the evening, I be doin' different things Catch me feelin′ wavy and it′s lit Huh, hotbox in the motor, we be dizzy, never sober Shorty from Chingola, but she Tuning me, aloha Greener than a dollar, yeah, we smoke the marijuana Fight like Kung Fu Panda, and i drip in Dior Prada We don't do no ballin′, yeah, thats Cap the niggas blowin Bouncin' like a yoyo scope, that ass She need a photo Sippin′ on the bottle and we drowsy, Niggas trapping Bouncin' like a tennis, I′m on fire like a furnace We pop a lot of pills, yeah (We pop a lot of pills) I'm fast they call me furious (Hit the clutch and hit the hee) I break a lot of rules, yeah (I break alot of rules) Your girlfriend got a mileage, yeah (It's Booki in the streets) Yeah, they cappin′, yeah, they lyin′, niggas cappin' for the clout Yeah shorty bust it down, and i make her touch her toes In the morning, in the evening, I be doin′ different things Catch me feelin' wavy and it′s lit They cappin' for the chain, cappin′ for the dizz Lyin' like a snitch, niggas cappin' like a bitch Niggas talking rich, but a nigga needs a tip Feelin′ like a jet, cause I′m high on marijuana Never trust a bitch, cause she cappin' for her Prada Never trust a nigga when he loves you for a dollar Give me my respect, when you see me get the bread It′s psycho on the beat, and i Wunna flow like Gunna We don't do no ballin′, yeah, that's cap the niggas blowin Bouncin′ like a yoyo scope that ass, She need a photo Sippin' on the bottle and we drowsy, Niggas trapping Bouncin' like a tennis, I′m on fire like a furnace Bouncin′ like a tennis, I'm on fire like a furnace Bouncin′ like a tennis, I'm on fire like a This that rap shit, not that trap shit Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee