No Cap lyrics

[Intro]
(Elvis)
Like, n*ggas who the f*ck it is man (Grrah)
TG f*cking Crippy (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Don't know how many times I gotta tell y'all n*ggas
'Cause y'all n*ggas know who the f*ck it is, ya heard
Big LVK, Die 8
n*ggas know wassup
YGK, n*gga
OYK, n*gga

[Verse]
n*ggas know how I rock in this b*tch
Yeah, I keep me a chop in this b*tch
If you try to run up, you get flocked in this b*tch
I don't care about a thot, she just mopping the di*k
Where the opps? They be hiding and sh*t
Always capping and lying and sh*t
They mad 'cause they mans just died in a whip
And ain't nobody ride for him since
sh*t be wicked
n*ggas talking 'bout they got a gun, but never tryna click it
You ain't hit sh*t
No coach, but if you talking crazy get put on a hit list
Tote chops, move tact
Clicking on opps, n*ggas know how I act
Who that? Get back
Big Crackout, he upping the strap
Mex died, y'all ain't never get back
Talking on n*ggas y'all ain't еven pack
b*tch bad, let me bеat up the cat
She lining the opps, so I'm bringing the strap
Wait tell them lil' n*ggas get back
Rah got packed, they ain't never get back
I just been on my bullsh*t
Spin through the opps with a full clip
Sippin' this lean got me feeling nauseous
But I still gotta move cautious, like
Off a perc I'm like, "Who that?"
Lil' n*gga, you better move back
Me and PDot, so you know thats two straps
Spin through the Well and we looking for hats, like
Like, we gon' spin through the Well and we looking for hats, like
n*ggas saying my name in they song
What's the point if y'all never put on?
We pull up and we poppin' out to perform
You gon' see how my glizzy get drawn
In your face, got the chop
I ain't stopping for the deez, I'ma do a hot chase
Only thing y'all been coming is plates
Had y'all n*ggas sitting in my face
What a waste
I was driving so fast how the f*ck I end up in the Gates?
Might as well go spin through the 8
Can't forget lil' Rah got shot in his face
But enough that, I'm sick of that
A lot of opps got hit in they fitted cap
They ain't getting back
They know we the ones that be dumping
So them n*ggas sitting back
Where the dinner at?
Them n*ggas is pus*y and I can smell it where the kitchen at
Call Kenzo, he dumping he risking that
Blood brother, I know he gon' finish that
n*ggas say they gon' spin, but that sh*t is cap
OY-OG, we ain't jacking that
We ain't having that
If he ever try to Move Look, then we got to clap his ass
We on him, that n*gga don't got a pass
See Flash, that n*gga gon' do the dash
n*ggas know wassup
If I ever catch a LV n*gga lacking, I'ma poke him up
Might just roll him up
Mex in a pack, why y'all talking on bro when y'all know wassup
Dubs, dead, roll him up
Smoke him daily, so this sh*t ain't new to me
Opp n*ggas ain't even hit puberty
But they talking 'bout what they gon' do to me
n*ggas know you a opp, you ain't fooling me
Might just pop out the cut just to shoot a G
Yeah I'm dropping the 4's, n*ggas know its me
Still 5th to the Sev, how its supposed to be
She was dubbing my sh*t, now she notice me
Feel like 'Bron 'cause n*ggas ain't holding me
[Outro]
f*ck is y'all n*ggas talking about, n*gga
Y'all n*ggas know wassup, n*gga
Y'all n*ggas is wack, word to my dead
Die Vato, die all that sh*t
Y'all suck my di*k, n*gga
LVK, MoneyWellK
Y'all n*ggas know how we rocking, n*gga
5th to the Sev sh*t, n*gga
Free the f*cking guys