No Cap Pt2 lyrics

[Intro]
Grrah, like what?
Gang, gang, gang (Yoz, what you tellin' me?)
Like what, like what
Ahh
Mezzy gang, JB gang
Ahhh

[Verse]
5th to the Sev, I put that on my back
Keep a sitchy, I could never lack
Talking on Mezzy, that's how you get clapped
Just watch what you say out your mouth and relax
Move back, cause y'all n*ggas irrelevant
5th to the Sev move tact
Why you dropping the 5 when you ain't do sh*t?
You got love for the Sev? n*gga, f*ck that sh*t, like
Tell the Oz they can suck my di*k
On they block with a whole .30 clip
And whoever with 'em get hit when we blitz
Tired of Yus Gz running his lips
He pus*y, and this n*gga never did sh*t
Y'all gassed stuff, he never emptied a clip
Think he mad tuff, that n*gga really a b*tch
I said that n*gga really a b*tch
And I'm smoking on Von, Lou, Nick
Why these GD n*ggas sucking di*k?
Y'all gon' spin the Bronx? Come and take a spin
I been fiending for another win
Tryna get the drop from another b*tch
I was on the kirk right on 25th
Had to spin early morning and sh*t
Got the cops on the corner and sh*t
Got the knocks in the V trynna make me a spliff
I was looking for lil' Mori Blixk
Wal Blixk you can suck my di*k, if I catch you in traffic I'm making it lit
Talking 'bout how I'm GDK from the Bronx
How you GD, n*gga you in Brooklyn
Heard Billz got his chain tooken, man y'all n*ggas out here doing bad
I ain't gon' say 22 is a rat but he run into me, he better have a strap
Keep clicking, don't stop, we tryna send a n*gga with his pops
We winning, y'all not
Boy try to spin and go clear out the block
We ain't never took sh*t on the hop
We ain't leaving 'til somebody drop
Talking on JB thats how you could die
Are you high?
When its time to go spin we gon' see who really down to ride
On the guys, Damien LV got hit in his neck
I was tight when that n*gga survived
I ain't gon' front and I'm not gon' lie
If I spot me a Vato that n*gga gon' die
Are you high?
When its time to go slide we gon' see who really down to ride
Damien LV got hit in his neck
I was tight when that n*gga survived
I ain't gon' front and I'm not gon' lie
If I spot me a Vato that n*gga gon' die
Bullets gon' rip through his chest, back, neck
How the f*ck he gon' survive?
Smoking on Dubskii, that sh*t got me high
Got me feeling like I'm in the sky
We do hits, y'all n*ggas tell lies
We make swiss while y'all n*ggas cry
Always lit when I come to that side
Gucci B, boy, you know what's the vibes
Everywhere I go I'm jackin' 5's
Stop saying you spinning, we know it's a lie
Yeah, we know it's a lie
Stop telling us how you took risk for the guys
And you capping and I heard you got shot in your head you so you need to stop rapping
Like what happened?
We been buggin' and boomin' so, what is there to be established?
Like what happened?
We been buggin' and boomin' so what is there to be established
Like what, who up, none of y'all n*ggas never let it dump
On a high speed I am not stopping for bumps
Who you think you playing? What the f*ck?
I'ma boom, f*ck a knuckle up
Seen him in person, he ain't have his gun
That's what you get for thinking that you tuff
Now your stupid ass in the dust
I'ma make it, no rush and I put that on Mezzy I ain't letting up
Flockin' for JB, I'ma let it dump
Talking on JB, now you in a blunt, like
I'm the heart in my hood n*ggas know that
Push a n*gga brain back like a throwback
D's on my di*k, so my b*tch gotta hold that
So, you know that I gotta maneuver
Free Jimmy Jump, that's really my ooter
We was buggin' broad day on the scooters
MoneyWellK, them n*ggas is losers
Spin on the 8, they don't got no ooters
Free Jimmy that's really my ooter (Rah, Rah)
We was buggin' broad day on the scooters (Mexxy)
MoneyWellK, them n*ggas is losers (Dubskii)
Spin on the 8, they don't got no ooters (Dubskii) (Yoz, what you tellin' me?)
[Outro]
Suck my di*k
Every opp shot, n*gga
Everything dead
Free Flock
Grrah, grrah, Boom
Mezzy gang, grrah