![kalimah.top](https://kalimah.top/extra/logo.png)
datrix - no cap (feat. babyface jay) lyrics
[verse 1: datrix]
(yeah)
we in this together like marshals
we avengers without bein’ marvel
finna blow up, they start gettin’ startled
money keep ringin’, i’m callin’ (no cap)
lookin’ at ben, he a model
i be readin’ you n_ggas like novels
yes, i’m in love with the green, i ain’t awful (no cap)
not like these n_ggas, i’m different, but i be young so there’s ice in my veins (and what?)
steppin’ in christian dior, there’s a puddle behind me, we leavin’ a stain (drip)
thеy tryna get to my money, i ain’t goin’ for that, can’t be hangin’ likе cranes (oh yeah)
hatin’ on n_ggas you don’t even know, man, i’m wonderin’ what do you gain? (what the f_ck)
i’m servin’ packs like escobar, makin’ the money from strains (plugg)
these n_ggas feds like nardwuar, so i
gotta stay out the way (they feds)
uppin’ my level, i raise the bar, tryna be best of the game (oh yeah)
ridin’ ‘round town in yellow cars, doin’ a hundred in the lane
patek gon’ shine in the dark
ran up a check, when you n_ggas gon’ start? (right now)
you really be krill, i’m the shark
finna be hearin’ my name, leave a mark
number one pick, ain’t no bust
ballin’ so hard to the end like a crust (no cap)
standin’ on business is a must
tryna make cash, finna catch us a buzz (yeah)
[chorus: datrix]
no cap, no cap
no cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
no cap, no cap
no cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
no cap, no cap
no cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
no cap, no cap
no cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
[verse 2: babyface jay]
yeah, .45 on my hip
b_tch, i run up with that stick
n_gga talkin’ he get hit
put that boy up in the mix
bro got caught up with a b_tch
shoulda told him, “cop a stick”
lil’ bro gone, that b_tch got sent
poppin’ perkies, not, no fent’
yes, i k!ll n_ggas
pull up, drill n_ggas, i keep that steel, n_gga
chill, n_gga, needa pop a pill, n_gga
b_tch, how that feel, n_gga?
chill with real n_ggas, yeah, the type that peel n_ggas if they talkin’ ill, n_gga
and there’s still n_ggas, tryna hate on real n_ggas so my gang finna deal with you (yeah)
whole lotta money, whole lotta b_tches love me
whole lotta shots is drummin’
whole lotta dummies, whole lotta n_ggas runnin’, whole lotta n_ggas runnin’
f_ck out the way, i’m tryna get a bae
made a hundred the other day
that’s another case ‘cause i shot a n_gga face
yeah, i swear that, that b_tch a lame
got a hundred racks and i just touched another stack
finna cop me another skat
got another strap, but i just rolled another pack
yeah, that n_gga ain’t comin’ back
you know a n_gga mad ‘cause i been on that n_gga ass
no, that n_gga can’t get a pass
b_tch, i do the dash and i pull up and empty mags
but i bought a new fendi bag
[outro: datrix & babyface jay]
(what up?) no cap, no cap
(yeah, let go) no cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
(what?, lil’ b_tch, let’s go) no cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
(what?, lil’ b_tch, let’s go) no cap, no cap
(yeah, i move ‘cause choppas on my head) no cap, no cap (no cap, what the f_ck)
(no cap, what the f_ck, b_tch, i move, these choppas on my head) no cap, no cap (no cap, mhm)
(gotta move ‘cause these choppas on my head)
no cap, no cap
(gotta move ‘cause these choppas on my head) no cap, no cap
(yeah)
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- xstrike gundamn - jokers free lyrics
- akumamustdie - luv you lyrics
- warm brew - the rise of fall lyrics
- real rudeboy - love sosa (freestyle) lyrics
- dumbfoundead - dumb raps lyrics
- lkama & dj miko - píšem lyrics
- alligatoah - fernsehkoch lyrics
- adolescent's orquesta - anhelo lyrics
- rob level - sleepin on me lyrics
- david bowie - white light/white heat (live '73) [stereo] lyrics