lirik lagu envy caine - no rap cap
[chorus]
flexing with re~up money, swear to god these n~ggas be broke and they capping
dropping the rakes and they homie just died, i just be smoking and laughing, haha
hand to hand for the money, i’m jugging ‘cause i got my name off of trapping
that n~gga ricky still running, we spinning i really can’t wait to catch him
jump out the car quick, bro always tryna spark sh~t
smell the sour when i walk in, b~tches love the way i talk sh~t
we might just shoot up the party and dig you a grave, acting like you know them n~ggas
i’m with some k!llers their fingers is itching, they catch a target tryna smoke a n~gga
[verse]
[?] where the dinner table
once you make it they gon’ really hate you
these b~tches be sucking and f~cking ‘cause we them n~ggas so they think it’s their turn now
we gon’ smoke up the spot ‘til it burn down
tell my shooters floxk, send the word now
i gave these n~ggas a chance and they ain’t do nothing i think it’s my turn now
fn, smith & wesson ruger, pull up in suburban looking like a uber
te~tell your girl to keep her legs closed all the b~tches with boyfriends is the best hoes
cook up bands all the money identical
if i robbed you ima always remember you
if it’s lit ima spark him and put him out
wanna see your homie, send him to the clouds
got too much balmain, mike amiri denim feeling better with real j’s
go to the telly, if she a real treesh take her right to the staircase
i got the drop, dressed up in all black with a hoodie and bare face
spin through they block don’t give a f~ck about cameras we shooting in broad day
we gon’ keep elevating while these n~ggas they broke and they looking for handouts
hit a l!ck then go f~ck up the club, pull up on ‘em in a tinted masi’
you know i got it you should know my body
making salaries posted up in lobbies
brothers of the struggle know my n~ggas got me
long as i’m living they can never stop me
sour stink like cat p~ss
i got the situation and they can’t stop me
racks bussing out my pants pocket
if i ain’t got the blixky then my mans got it
drug dealing keep the bands piling
blue hunneds got the cash and fire
run up the bag i’m the man now
every time we pull up it’s a man down
coka
[chorus]
flexing with re~up money, swear to god these n~ggas be broke and they capping
dropping the rakes and they homie just died, i just be smoking and laughing
hand to hand for the money, i’m jugging ‘cause i got my name off of trapping
that n~gga ricky still running, we spinning i really can’t wait to catch him
jump out the car quick, bro always tryna spark sh~t
smell the sour when i walk in, b~tches love the way i talk sh~t
we might just shoot up the party and dig you a grave acting like you know them n~ggas
i’m with some k!llers their fingers is itching, they catch a target tryna smoke a n~gga
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