CAPA/TRACKLIST

Letra : LAX

Dylvinci got the code

He say he my opp n***a but won't spray
How you got only got a K?
Don't think that you hard n***a cuz you hate
I made 10 racks in 3 days
You was playing sports rolling some skinny a** J's (Plug)
I'm watching my brother go and buss a jugg
Chase bank check dropped a hunnit dubs
We roll through his hood n***a like a RIllo
Spin his block, we shoot out the window
You ain't hard n***a you is a pillow
Lil' broke a** n***a don't know how that feel though
Card from the dark web go to the front, 3 swipes
And pray to God it don't decline
How I blow up and i ain't even try
I know I'm gon' make it it's my time to shine

I stepped off the block to the stu' with these rhymes
Now these n***as wanna rob me so b*t*h get in line
I stay with my brothers my slime
My n***as for life, know some shooters doing time
If my brother get hit then I'm stepping behind
Better hope my sh*t jam or you go to the sky
Let me stop, I'm tryna leave that sh*t behind
Got my mind on this money my hand on my nine (Uh)
I'm on the block n***a whats the issue
N***as won't slide even though I dissed you
Say slatt, wipe his nose need tissue
Call my mans, he geeking to hit you
My men ready shoot any day any weather
Pushup on them and we spraying whoever
He say he my opp n***a but won't spray
How you got only got a K?
Run down on him and we gon see wa**up
He sold a vape now he think he the (Plug)
Lay him down like a rug
I can't take a L n***a I take Dub's
He say he a dog, n***a you a pug
Never got mentioned n***as throwing subs
He see me in public n***a finna duck
Talking all tough 'til that Glock hit 'em up