mannyily, Pinkm6969 - NO CAP! lyrics
[mannyily, Pinkm6969 - NO CAP! lyrics]
Your girlfriend only hit me up
It’s only for the fame
Hit up on yo' cousin if
She wanna play them games
Talking up on twitter 'cause
You are another lame
I been getting money, money
More than you can make
New Louis, new shoes
Got a rolly and the face looking blue
Got a girl and she thicker than the moon
Talk smack, I’ma hit you with a spoon
Homie got a check
Bro you know that I’ma stunt
$emmy rollin' to the party like
We rollin’ up a blunt
Keep on talking and I’ll slap
You in the head, face front
And I’m giving hella cash and I
Shit just like a bum, ay
And I’m throwing out my money
Kinda sad you ain’t got none
Talking up online
I’ma go and grab my hand gun
Manny pull up on your mommy
And she call me handsome call me Lil Tecca
I’ma take yo ass for ransom
How I do it, I don’t know that
Making money little boy, that’s a no cap
I’ma pull up and I'll pop
You like a high hat
I’m the best and you know I stand by that, ay
Your girlfriend only hit me up
It’s only for the fame
Hit up on yo' cousin if
She wanna play them games
Talking up on twitter 'cause
You are another lame
I been getting money, money
More than you can make
New Louis, new shoes
Got a rolly and the face looking blue
Got a girl and she thicker than the moon
Talk smack, I’ma hit you with a spoon
New Louis, new shoes
Got a rolly and the face looking blue
Got a girl and she thicker than the moon
Talk smack, I’ma hit you with a spoon
Talk smack, you get hit with utensils, uh
Fuck that, put a knife to your temple
Make a speech, 'cause I feel presidential
And I’ma write a death note
Someone pass me the pencil, huh
Buy a bitch a new ring, she special, uh
Her fat ass is the only credential, uh
I’m in her mouth, yeah my dick kinda dental
And I’ma travel to her house
That’s okay it’s essential
Ay, I’ma make a couple dollars
I’m spitting up on the track
And I make that bitch clap when I walk in
And I’ma make a couple bands
And I’m fucking her in the ass
And everybody gon' relax when I walk in
And I’m gon spit a little
She suck my dick a little
The sky is falling
Now I’m feelin’ like I’m chicken little
And now my wrist is brittle
I’m with yo bitch a little and I’m a star
And yo' bitch be singing twinkle twinkle
Real star, baby rapping at nursery
Keep a Glock, aim a beam and a versery
I bought a big watch, wrist heavy Rolex
Gonna give it to ya'
Bitch at her anniversary
M-m-m-mm, at her anniversary, ay
It’s only for the fame
Hit up on yo' cousin if
She wanna play them games
Talking up on twitter 'cause
You are another lame
I been getting money, money
More than you can make
New Louis, new shoes
Got a rolly and the face looking blue
Got a girl and she thicker than the moon
Talk smack, I’ma hit you with a spoon
Homie got a check
Bro you know that I’ma stunt
$emmy rollin' to the party like
We rollin’ up a blunt
Keep on talking and I’ll slap
You in the head, face front
And I’m giving hella cash and I
Shit just like a bum, ay
And I’m throwing out my money
Kinda sad you ain’t got none
Talking up online
I’ma go and grab my hand gun
Manny pull up on your mommy
And she call me handsome call me Lil Tecca
I’ma take yo ass for ransom
How I do it, I don’t know that
Making money little boy, that’s a no cap
I’ma pull up and I'll pop
You like a high hat
I’m the best and you know I stand by that, ay
Your girlfriend only hit me up
It’s only for the fame
Hit up on yo' cousin if
She wanna play them games
Talking up on twitter 'cause
You are another lame
I been getting money, money
More than you can make
New Louis, new shoes
Got a rolly and the face looking blue
Got a girl and she thicker than the moon
Talk smack, I’ma hit you with a spoon
New Louis, new shoes
Got a rolly and the face looking blue
Got a girl and she thicker than the moon
Talk smack, I’ma hit you with a spoon
Talk smack, you get hit with utensils, uh
Fuck that, put a knife to your temple
Make a speech, 'cause I feel presidential
And I’ma write a death note
Someone pass me the pencil, huh
Buy a bitch a new ring, she special, uh
Her fat ass is the only credential, uh
I’m in her mouth, yeah my dick kinda dental
And I’ma travel to her house
That’s okay it’s essential
Ay, I’ma make a couple dollars
I’m spitting up on the track
And I make that bitch clap when I walk in
And I’ma make a couple bands
And I’m fucking her in the ass
And everybody gon' relax when I walk in
And I’m gon spit a little
She suck my dick a little
The sky is falling
Now I’m feelin’ like I’m chicken little
And now my wrist is brittle
I’m with yo bitch a little and I’m a star
And yo' bitch be singing twinkle twinkle
Real star, baby rapping at nursery
Keep a Glock, aim a beam and a versery
I bought a big watch, wrist heavy Rolex
Gonna give it to ya'
Bitch at her anniversary
M-m-m-mm, at her anniversary, ay