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sadboyshaq - cap or not lyrics
[intro]
it’s shaq b_tch!
[chorus]
he got [?] is he cap or not
that sh_t is f_cking ankles
might [?] f_cking spot
i get money, i don’t want no f_cking jag
30 n_ggas outside your door
i sent that bread, they want they bag
she want some money i give her a sack
n_gga done met his match
i get the money, imma make it stack
i’m in the [?] like i got a catch
he not a n_gga that boy got a cat
f_ck, two glocks, cat in the hat
uh, two shots leaving him flat
f_ck it i’ll put two more in your back
im dropping sadboy, f_ck it i’m shaq
i drop a tape and they running it back
he confused my shooter not black
that n_gga new so cut him some slack
he better move like he running track
aiming at you, imma let it clap
cook him like food, n_gga that’s a wrap
[verse]
[?] nеws, n_gga that’s a trap
choppa got his ass running f_cking laps
head on the wall n_gga, f_ck a plaque
hands on thе wall n_gga turn your back
[?] your stupid ass better not lack
b_tch i’m masked up like jack black
they put a n_gga body in the trap
trap house booming, n_gga, that’s a fact
you said i’m lacking, n_gga, where you at
dcu staying with the pack
n_gga stay ducking, i don’t hear a quack
i don’t see a deuce b_tch, i see equations
his ass get popped like ronald reagan
i’m off the percs b_tch, i can’t take it
never capping, never fake it
you see these n_ggas, wanna play favorites
b_tch, if i see that lean i’ll drink it
you take my drugs you gotta go, i keep a stick to tote a pole
i’ll whip it out and you’ll never know
turn his dumb ass into a f_cking ghost
turn your stupid ass into a phantom
n_ggas ain’t real just like santa
she on my b_lls, no ash ketchum
he took your gun, why your ass let him
f_ck that b_tch, no, i can’t save her
these b_tches lie, just ask y’all’s majors
like a lollipop, she love the flavor
my b_tch mean like jamie hayter
i’ll hop out the coffin, undertaker
just like an ad lib, i got h_lla’ layers
she suck on that sh_t like a now and later
and that b_tch going up like an elevator
[chorus]
he got [?] is he cap or not
that sh_t is f_cking ankles
might [?] f_cking spot
i get money, i don’t want no f_cking jag
30 n_ggas outside your door
i sent that bread, they want they bag
she want some money i give her a sack
n_gga done met his match
i get the money, imma make it stack
i’m in the [?] like i got a catch
he not a n_gga that boy got a cat
f_ck, two glocks, cat in the hat
uh, two shots leaving him flat
f_ck it i’ll put two more in your back
im dropping sadboy, f_ck it i’m shaq
i drop a tape and they running it back
he confused my shooter not black
that n_gga new so cut him some slack
he better move like he running track
aiming at you, imma let it clap
cook him like food, n_gga that’s a wrap
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