lirik lagu lil yachty – das cap
[intro]
yeah, you ever looked at a n-gga, like, who was just poppin’, poppin’ sh-t and you just knew he was, knew that n-gga was broke?
broke -ss n-gga
[chorus]
thas cap, talkin’ online you get papped
my young n-gga keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
f-ck postin’ up in the trap
i’m finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
rich and it ain’t ’cause of rap, yeah
b-tch i ain’t rentin’, i hop in a bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
you mad? f-ck ya feelings
b-tch i ain’t rentin’, i hop in a bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
you mad? f-ck ya feelings
[verse 1]
all of my n-ggas be wildin’ (wildin’)
stay with the cannon, the gang wildin’ out
n-gga don’t talk about stylin’
i stay with the drip, put it all in her mouth
new coupe, it came with twin turbo
sendin’ ’em bullets like tony romo
put that b-tch on the syrup, it’s slow-mo
pullin’ off with the gang in a four door (skrt)
check, check, check, check, check, check, check it out, uh
i’m with the static like radio, why do your pistol shoot vertical?
[interlude]
man, you n-ggas ain’t shootin’ at n0body man
you n-ggas shootin’ in air man
all these n-ggas do is flodge, flake, and beef through texts
man these n-ggas is hoes
n-ggas ain’t gettin’ no godd-mn money man
and thas cap, these n-ggas ain’t, these n-ggas ain’t gettin’ no f-ckin’ money
[chorus]
thas cap, talkin’ online you get papped
my young n-gga keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
f-ck postin’ up in the trap
i’m finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
rich and it ain’t ’cause of rap, yeah
b-tch i ain’t rentin’, i hop in a bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
you mad? f-ck ya’ feelings
b-tch i ain’t rentin’, i hop in a bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
you mad? f-ck ya’ feelings
[verse 2]
okay, i’m tryna f-ck a new b-tch
i’m tryna make a new flip, hittin’ home runs like chip, huh
yeah, f-ck with a n-gga (f-ck it)
f-ck with my money, we might have to cut us a n-gga
ain’t no debatin’ with none of y’all n-ggas
22 diamonds, that shine in the picture
menthol, shorty blow d-ck like newport (newport)
hundred thousand dollars in the jansport (jansport)
stackin’ money tall, make a camp fort
f-ck it
[interlude]
man, man you know the world would be a lot more truthful if you had to pay a lie man
these n-ggas be lyin’ out they -ss man
just talkin’ for no reason
cappin’ this, cappin’ that, i don’t understand that, you never capped on nothin’
i’m the youngest n-gga, i mean everything i say, i do what i say you feel me?
[chorus]
thas cap, talkin’ online you get papped
my young n-gga keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
f-ck postin’ up in the trap
i’m finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
rich and it ain’t ’cause of rap, yeah
b-tch i ain’t rentin’, i hop in a bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
you mad? f-ck ya’ feelings
b-tch i ain’t rentin’, i hop in a bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
you mad? f-ck ya’ feelings
[outro]
hop in the maybach, hop in the hop in the maybach, yeah
hop in the maybach, hop in the hop in the maybach, yeah skrt
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