CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : Sloppy
N***as be talking bout they getting money
But they don't really get no money
N***a this mico draco hold a hundred
Said, "Papi, you up to something"
This sh*t looking like the Royal Rumble
Goose like I step when I walk in Jumanji
If i can’t find a job, bet I find a junkie
Peso pulled up in a Bentley, jumped out with a hundred
Glock out in my lap so I left that b*t*h running
It's a wide body cat, you can hear me when I'm coming
Don’t stop at red light n***a I'm gunning
He tried to run put the blick right on him
I'm in the trap with the pack right on me
Got real mob ties, I'm a real big homie
When I walk in that b*t*h I got that sh*t on me
It gotta be in you, it can't just be on you
This mask on my face but it ain't for corona
That lil n***a a gonner
Hell cat go blrrrd
Got rid of the order
Got what you need whenever you call me
You ain't talking about money then I beg your pardon
Junkies smoke crack n***a we good regardless
Cuz locked, paranoid, he beat the charges
They gave him a bond outside where they bond him
Peso said calm down Papi you be wildin'
I’ll walk in this b*t*h pull the stick from my boxers
This a Glock 45 I’m not finna box you
Cook dope in your face b*t*h just like hibachi
She want me to buy her a bag and a body
B*t*h better bag bags
And help me move these rocks's
Geeked the f**k up got me scratching my body
I’m real RX if I like it I buy it
When you hear Pap talkin, b*t*h better be quiet
But they don't really get no money
N***a this mico draco hold a hundred
Said, "Papi, you up to something"
This sh*t looking like the Royal Rumble
Goose like I step when I walk in Jumanji
If i can’t find a job, bet I find a junkie
Peso pulled up in a Bentley, jumped out with a hundred
Glock out in my lap so I left that b*t*h running
It's a wide body cat, you can hear me when I'm coming
Don’t stop at red light n***a I'm gunning
He tried to run put the blick right on him
I'm in the trap with the pack right on me
Got real mob ties, I'm a real big homie
When I walk in that b*t*h I got that sh*t on me
It gotta be in you, it can't just be on you
This mask on my face but it ain't for corona
That lil n***a a gonner
Hell cat go blrrrd
Got rid of the order
Got what you need whenever you call me
You ain't talking about money then I beg your pardon
Junkies smoke crack n***a we good regardless
Cuz locked, paranoid, he beat the charges
They gave him a bond outside where they bond him
Peso said calm down Papi you be wildin'
I’ll walk in this b*t*h pull the stick from my boxers
This a Glock 45 I’m not finna box you
Cook dope in your face b*t*h just like hibachi
She want me to buy her a bag and a body
B*t*h better bag bags
And help me move these rocks's
Geeked the f**k up got me scratching my body
I’m real RX if I like it I buy it
When you hear Pap talkin, b*t*h better be quiet
