CAPA/TRACKLIST

Letra : They Lyin

Fatz gang
You know it
b*t*h

Got a remix in my song but that sh*t ass (Get wacked)
Flame up Lil Boo right now, he tirehead (Lil Boo)
Flame up Stello (Stello) right now, the light was red
All the opps are dead (b*t*h), i never cared (You know it)
Varney can't run around, Draco sit'em down
It's longer 12 in around, he get man down (You know it)
Bob-O can't make sound, he in the ground (Bob-Ooooo)
Lil Pooda he a goofy, he pushed around (You know it)
I'm bussin off pills I'm rolling in this sh*t (Huh?)
PD with me, he totin' a stick (What?)
I'm smoking on Millie, Timo dirty as sh*t (You know it)
n***a f**k TWhy he from that sh*t (Yeah)
Gudda what made you shoot your sh*t? (Huh?)
Looked at that gun, i wanna see Quint

Lil Durk y'all don't want smoke, if y’all did woulda got back for Beto (Yeah)
If him turnt up, put in on Zeko (Yeah)
f**k the Ville, got back for Zeko n***a (You know it)
How you miss on a free throw n***a?
Riding through the bricks playin' finding Memo n***a
Never see you in the streets lil n***a
BayBay he a goofy he used to call peace treaty with us
n***as dissin' they use to be with us
But they [?] with us
Smooth as a goofy how you pop somebody then go say sorry but you won’t beef with us?
Troy [?] n***a
Waldo got hit, L'A got hit, Steve got hit, Baldy got hit, Inky D got hit he ain't supposed to be with you
n***as say they want smoke but they ass lyin'
When we slide down their block they ass hidin'
In traffic with the [?] leave your momma cryin'
We about homicides, so don't come outside
Got a remix in my song but that sh*t ass (Get wacked)
Flame up Lil Boo right now, he tirehead (Lil Boo)
Flame up Stello (Stello) right now, the light was red
All the opps are dead (b*t*h), i never cared (You know it)
Varney can't run around, Draco sit'em down (Rahh)
It's longer 12 in around, he get man down (You know it)
Bob-O can't make sound, he in the ground (Bob-Ooooo)
Lil Pooda he a goofy, he pushed around (You know it)
I'm bussin off pills I'm rolling in this sh*t (Huh?)
PD with me, he totin' a stick (Huh?)
I'm smoking on Millie, Timo dirty as sh*t
n***a f**k TWhy he from that sh*t (You a goofy)
Gudda what made you shoot your sh*t?
Looked at that gun, i wanna see Quint
n***as say they want smoke but they ass lyin'
When we slide down their block they ass hidin'
In traffic with the [?] leave your momma cryin'
We about homicides, so don't come outside