Umm... Yeah... lyrics

[Intro: TyTheGuy]
It ain't no
It ain't no
It ain't no

[Chorus: TyTheGuy & DC the Don]
It ain't no cap, look at my strap, tote the big mac in the back
Shawty she dancing like that
Got a young n*gga he throwing them racks
Um, yeah
Ride in LA with my young n*gga Charc
We tryna get straight to the racks (Um, yeah)
Talkin' that sh*t he gangster on the Mac
We know that that sh*t is all cap (Um, yeah)

[Verse 1: DC the Don]
Choppa sing, shawty
Big big ring, shawty (Woah)
Push a n*gga back, body
Money fetish, naughty (Let's go)
I'm the sh*t, it feel like I just pottied (Yeah)
Grab my stick when we walk in the party
And the n*gga like 12 gauge shotty
I just crashed the Beamer, bought a new Maserati
Oh, yeah
[Chorus: TyTheGuy & DC the Don]
It ain't no cap, look at my strap, tote the big mac in the back
Shawty she dancing like that (No cap)
Got a young n*gga he throwing them racks
Um, yeah
Ride in LA with my young n*gga Charc
We tryna get straight to the racks (Um, yeah)
Talkin' that sh*t he gangster on the Mac
We know that that sh*t is all cap (Um, yeah)

[Outro: TytheGuy]
No cap, yeah, yeah
All talk, no cap, yeah
Yeah