CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : 43
Sammyboy!
I don't like fireworks, I got
I don’t like fireworks 'cause I start having flashbacks
Fore' this rap sh*t n***a, before this rap sh*t it was bang bang, ain’t no rap cap (Yeah, bang bang)
I don't like fireworks I start having flashbacks, before this rap sh*t, bang bang, ain't no rap cap (Yeah)
Only thing we see is red like Piru, I wish you died I laughed when they shot you
Yeah, they say that you made it, we tried to slide thru'
When we tried to slide thru', we couldn't find you
Yeah, they say you out the state, they tryna hide you
Boy, they tryna hide you then they gotta die too
43 on me, n***a, trip outta my view
I'ma coach all these n***as, I'm like Tyronn Lue
I drop a bag on em’, his head green like a [?]
2022, Moncler, you ain’t see that
Whoever placed the order, then you pray that it all landed
All my bros shoot, we like the Ball in the Family
They said the lights went out so I lift my wrist up
Everybody put they hands up, this a stick up
My lil' broskies come thru like give it up
My young n***as kickin’ doors, they tryna live it up
I do a song with you then get you clapped after
I'm still in the trap, why do this rap matter
I still get bags, why do this rap matter
I'm still posted with the wolves and backstabbers
I take yo b*t*h to go get mines after (No cap, no cap)
I just spend up a hunnid, I'm not laughin’ (No cap, no cap)
N***as lookin' down tryin', you tryna rob me
I just poured a four ounces, why is I'm not sleep
Yeah, I fade a n***a, died, we bouta' roll up
She say "All you do is drink lean", yeah, so what?
We came up selling food like chilis
She say "Do you love me?", babygirl don't be silly (Yeah, don't be silly)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Caught a n***a at a traffic (Caught a n***a at a)
Caught a n***a at a traffic (Caught a n***a at a)
Slap a rapper outta traffic, why would you act hard?
Yeah, I got this milly on me, you better back up
Slap a rapper, n***a, if he just wanna act hard
Got this milly on me, n***a, why would you act hard?
.223's hit his body just like a Mack truck
Oh, you got yo stick on you, that's why wanna act tough
Opps clickin' up, man they callin' for backup
All I know is get the money, man, I just gotta stack up
OFF-WHITE on the off night, yeah I sell white
Brody try to cook some sh*t for me, I told him it ain't smell right
Hunnid pounds in the mail, they all [?] sealed
How you still in the hood and you work for a couple [?] (I don't know)
I ain't get a yellow n***a, but I'm gon' get a deal
They say Niffy bring your old flow, back
They say Niffy and you got your mojo back
We was ridin' in a [?], [?]
N***a, where the opps, they hidin' out and we like where you at?
We the only n***as that be really on site
All these n***as ain't gon' slide, we know that they ain't gon' ride
And I lost my homie, you know that I'm traumatized
We love Chiefy, say go, all my n***as say go
I just poured a four on a Wock and a faygo
I don't give a f**k about a n***a or a fake hoe
B*t*h, I'm with the ZG, all we do is smoke with ZG, best believe me
Had to tell this lil' b*t*h, you know, pimpin' ain't easy
And I showed that b*t*h some cash, yeah, she ain't believe me
All my b*t*hes bad and they all look like Riri
And that b*t*h from D.C, I made that b*t*h eat me
She wanna get freaky, bring out [?]
They talk that I fell off, take that b*t*h to [?], call me Uncle Elroy
I don't like fireworks, I got
I don’t like fireworks 'cause I start having flashbacks
Fore' this rap sh*t n***a, before this rap sh*t it was bang bang, ain’t no rap cap (Yeah, bang bang)
I don't like fireworks I start having flashbacks, before this rap sh*t, bang bang, ain't no rap cap (Yeah)
Only thing we see is red like Piru, I wish you died I laughed when they shot you
Yeah, they say that you made it, we tried to slide thru'
When we tried to slide thru', we couldn't find you
Yeah, they say you out the state, they tryna hide you
Boy, they tryna hide you then they gotta die too
43 on me, n***a, trip outta my view
I'ma coach all these n***as, I'm like Tyronn Lue
I drop a bag on em’, his head green like a [?]
2022, Moncler, you ain’t see that
Whoever placed the order, then you pray that it all landed
All my bros shoot, we like the Ball in the Family
They said the lights went out so I lift my wrist up
Everybody put they hands up, this a stick up
My lil' broskies come thru like give it up
My young n***as kickin’ doors, they tryna live it up
I do a song with you then get you clapped after
I'm still in the trap, why do this rap matter
I still get bags, why do this rap matter
I'm still posted with the wolves and backstabbers
I take yo b*t*h to go get mines after (No cap, no cap)
I just spend up a hunnid, I'm not laughin’ (No cap, no cap)
N***as lookin' down tryin', you tryna rob me
I just poured a four ounces, why is I'm not sleep
Yeah, I fade a n***a, died, we bouta' roll up
She say "All you do is drink lean", yeah, so what?
We came up selling food like chilis
She say "Do you love me?", babygirl don't be silly (Yeah, don't be silly)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Caught a n***a at a traffic (Caught a n***a at a)
Caught a n***a at a traffic (Caught a n***a at a)
Slap a rapper outta traffic, why would you act hard?
Yeah, I got this milly on me, you better back up
Slap a rapper, n***a, if he just wanna act hard
Got this milly on me, n***a, why would you act hard?
.223's hit his body just like a Mack truck
Oh, you got yo stick on you, that's why wanna act tough
Opps clickin' up, man they callin' for backup
All I know is get the money, man, I just gotta stack up
OFF-WHITE on the off night, yeah I sell white
Brody try to cook some sh*t for me, I told him it ain't smell right
Hunnid pounds in the mail, they all [?] sealed
How you still in the hood and you work for a couple [?] (I don't know)
I ain't get a yellow n***a, but I'm gon' get a deal
They say Niffy bring your old flow, back
They say Niffy and you got your mojo back
We was ridin' in a [?], [?]
N***a, where the opps, they hidin' out and we like where you at?
We the only n***as that be really on site
All these n***as ain't gon' slide, we know that they ain't gon' ride
And I lost my homie, you know that I'm traumatized
We love Chiefy, say go, all my n***as say go
I just poured a four on a Wock and a faygo
I don't give a f**k about a n***a or a fake hoe
B*t*h, I'm with the ZG, all we do is smoke with ZG, best believe me
Had to tell this lil' b*t*h, you know, pimpin' ain't easy
And I showed that b*t*h some cash, yeah, she ain't believe me
All my b*t*hes bad and they all look like Riri
And that b*t*h from D.C, I made that b*t*h eat me
She wanna get freaky, bring out [?]
They talk that I fell off, take that b*t*h to [?], call me Uncle Elroy
