CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : OMG
Ayy, I just copped that 'Cat
I got double red key, ayy
I got rich, they like, "OMG"
Like lil' Rino say, "B*t*h, them 7.62s (Uh-huh) go through trees, yeah, they go through anythin'"
I cheat on my ho with codeine, don't think I'll ever change
FN 5.7 rip that boy up, I don't even think he'll be the same (Yeah, uh, uh-huh)
Every time they hop on the wave, yeah, we just go 'head and change it
How that boy broke? N***a, it's a million ways just to get paid (Just to get paid)
How the f**k he cuff that ho? When that ho just got slayed (Yeah, she got slayed)
By the whole gang (By the whole gang)
I'm in LA with lil' Trippie screamin' 14 (Screamin' 14)
Look, your ho ate the gang, ate the whole team (Whole team)
Yeah, lil' iayze, he copped a K, with a red beam (With that red beam)
I don't give a f**k 'bout these racks, ho, I just f**k 'em up
I dropped a hundred, n***a, on a Hellcat, it's time to buckle up (It's time to buckle up)
His ho keep liking my pic's, she tryna f**k or what?
Lil' girl tryna go on a lick, he tryna f**k with some (Tryna f**k with some)
I swear all my n***as so rich, so we ridin' presidential
I had to tell lil' Daroo to chill, he say it's not that simple (It's not that simple)
We tryna leave yo' whole block red just like a Shirley Temple (Ha, Shirley Temple)
Mike Amiri on my jeans, huh, racks up in 'em, damn
B*t*h, it's codeine in my tone, yeah, I know you hear it (Yeah, I know you hear it)
This sh*t for the rich n***as, I know they feel it (I know they feel it)
Ho a** boy better get off my d**k before he end up missin' (End up missin')
I like racks and codeine, these n***as, they love hoes and dissin' (They love hoes and dissin')
Yeah, these n***as so police, yeah, he spot that car and flip it (Fah)
And if I don't know you n***a, yeah, better go on 'head, keep your distance (Ha, phew)
I keep a Draco on me, yeah, 'cause I don't even need me no a**istance
Broke a** boy, I keep paper on me, and you don't, that's a huge difference, ha (Phew)
Uh, ayy, y'all ain't Really Rich, yeah, y'all really broke
Yeah, my money that I get, the higher that I go (Higher that I go)
I'm just talkin' my sh*t, but y'all n***as still hoes (Y'all n***as, y'all still hoes)
Yeah, my twin come kick yo' sh*t down, n***a, steel toes (Steel toes)
(Ha, broke a** n***a)
(Double R sh*t, these n***as—)
(Broke than a b*t*h, yeah, you know how we comin')
(These n***as not Really Rich, y'all n***as, really rats)
(Yeah, these n***as be tellin' and sh*t)
(Really hoes)
I got double red key, ayy
I got rich, they like, "OMG"
Like lil' Rino say, "B*t*h, them 7.62s (Uh-huh) go through trees, yeah, they go through anythin'"
I cheat on my ho with codeine, don't think I'll ever change
FN 5.7 rip that boy up, I don't even think he'll be the same (Yeah, uh, uh-huh)
Every time they hop on the wave, yeah, we just go 'head and change it
How that boy broke? N***a, it's a million ways just to get paid (Just to get paid)
How the f**k he cuff that ho? When that ho just got slayed (Yeah, she got slayed)
By the whole gang (By the whole gang)
I'm in LA with lil' Trippie screamin' 14 (Screamin' 14)
Look, your ho ate the gang, ate the whole team (Whole team)
Yeah, lil' iayze, he copped a K, with a red beam (With that red beam)
I don't give a f**k 'bout these racks, ho, I just f**k 'em up
I dropped a hundred, n***a, on a Hellcat, it's time to buckle up (It's time to buckle up)
His ho keep liking my pic's, she tryna f**k or what?
Lil' girl tryna go on a lick, he tryna f**k with some (Tryna f**k with some)
I swear all my n***as so rich, so we ridin' presidential
I had to tell lil' Daroo to chill, he say it's not that simple (It's not that simple)
We tryna leave yo' whole block red just like a Shirley Temple (Ha, Shirley Temple)
Mike Amiri on my jeans, huh, racks up in 'em, damn
B*t*h, it's codeine in my tone, yeah, I know you hear it (Yeah, I know you hear it)
This sh*t for the rich n***as, I know they feel it (I know they feel it)
Ho a** boy better get off my d**k before he end up missin' (End up missin')
I like racks and codeine, these n***as, they love hoes and dissin' (They love hoes and dissin')
Yeah, these n***as so police, yeah, he spot that car and flip it (Fah)
And if I don't know you n***a, yeah, better go on 'head, keep your distance (Ha, phew)
I keep a Draco on me, yeah, 'cause I don't even need me no a**istance
Broke a** boy, I keep paper on me, and you don't, that's a huge difference, ha (Phew)
Uh, ayy, y'all ain't Really Rich, yeah, y'all really broke
Yeah, my money that I get, the higher that I go (Higher that I go)
I'm just talkin' my sh*t, but y'all n***as still hoes (Y'all n***as, y'all still hoes)
Yeah, my twin come kick yo' sh*t down, n***a, steel toes (Steel toes)
(Ha, broke a** n***a)
(Double R sh*t, these n***as—)
(Broke than a b*t*h, yeah, you know how we comin')
(These n***as not Really Rich, y'all n***as, really rats)
(Yeah, these n***as be tellin' and sh*t)
(Really hoes)
