App Cap lyrics

[Intro]
What's happening, Chi Chi? (Yeah)
Section 8 just straight cooked this motherf*cker up (Mmm)

[Verse 1]
Why that boy di*k riding like he ain't got two feet for himself?
A lot of n*ggas hating, so I got two straps in my belt
He crossed out for some n*ggas that got him sitting in a cell
Riding deep in his twenties, as a man, he done failed (Pawn ass n*gga)
n*ggas be on Instagram tryna beef with me (What the f*ck?)
I can't respond to that sh*t because you n*ggas too police (pus*y)
If it's really smoke, why you ain't leave it in the streets?
When them type of n*ggas die, everybody wanting peace

[Chorus]
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, I can't take 'em serious
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, tryna impress these b*tches
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, tryna get some fame
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, 'til we blow out his brains

[Verse 2]
Instagram ass n*ggas want some beef with me (b*tch)
He heard some Chiraq music, now his ass super street
Red Brembo brakes, b*tch, I'm in that super Jeep
You mad 'bout what I ain't do, but what the f*ck you do for me?
n*ggas jumping di*k to di*k
Risk they life just for a pic'
Diss his opps just for a flick
n*ggas on that groupie sh*t
I swear I don't wanna do this sh*t
But the money too legit
Fully-auto choppers, b*tch, I'm riding with a super stick
Wet his f*cking block, now them n*ggas got that coochie stench
b*tch, you know I keep it G, so I compliment the Gucci fit
When I drive fast, she say that sh*t make her coochie wet
When n*ggas start doing everything you doing, that's how you know you lit
[Chorus]
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, I can't take 'em serious
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, tryna impress these b*tches
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, tryna get some fame
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, 'til we blow out his brains

[Verse 3]
f*ck that cap ass sh*t, that rap ass sh*t, that whack ass sh*t (That whack ass sh*t)
Get that phone up out my face before I smack that sh*t
You bought designer tryna flex, you should've stacked that sh*t
Being dumb with your money, don't ask me for sh*t
f*ck a Instagram model, I can't pay for sex (I can't pay for sex)
f*ck a ho all type of ways like I created sex (I created sex)
n*ggas worried 'bout other n*ggas, I be hating that
Chopper give his ass a haircut, b*tch, we fading that
Headshot while he turned around, we gon' fade the back
I'm shooting while I'm running, Michael Jordan, b*tch, I'm fading back
If I don't like your Prada, pus*y n*gga, I'ma take it back
Stand up on your word, pus*y n*gga, you can't take it back

[Chorus]
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, I can't take 'em serious
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, tryna impress these b*tches
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, tryna get some fame
n*ggas be so cap up on that app, 'til we blow out his brains (Brains)