Gang Shloink - KNEE CAP lyrics

This is a cap song bruh cap song
ICue on the slyce c'mon Bruh!

Pull up on the block in a race coup, ayyy
You know I shoulda stopped to
Tug on your boob, ayyy
Spit fire in the booth you
Melt like ice cube, ayyy
I’ll slip out any beef you
Know I’m like lube, gayyy
I think I’m a bit retarded, I’m kinda slow
Ayyy shoot you in your knee, you’ll
End up like Joe, ayyy
I’m horny and I’m hungry, nut in some dough
Ayyy i’m in the crib in Paris
You know the chateau, ayyy
To pull this music off
You know I need some cap (No cap)
Gotta put some elbow grease
This ain’t knee cap (Wait what?)

Flyin’ through some portals like
In Rick and Morty (Rick?)
You know your momma’s toes
Lookin’ really warty (Uegh)
Pull up up to your house, ya, with the shorty
I’m a sugar daddy just like I’m 40 (Sus?)
Suckin’ on a Nord ‘till my body shake
Lookin’ like I’m Pink Guy do the Harlem Shake
(Yuh)
Scam you on the live like I'm Easy Bake
(Brrra) cows eat artificial grass man
That shit is fake
Yoinked your bayblade last week but you
Know that this is cap (No cap)
Finding my way like I'm Dora but
I don't need a map
Making these bangers with Lil Bruh you
Know I can’t even rap (Uhh)
Gave a gift to your mother and it was a slap
(Shh)
Actin’ like I’m British I’m a fine chap
(Yee guv)
She sitting on my leg cuz this is knee cap
(Boqalaqa)

Me and the team smoking gas
Not talm' bout greenhouse
That boy snitchin, he a dirty rat
Not mickey mouse
Fucked his sister, fucked his daughter
(Yuh, what) and his spouse
Don’t check my history
(Shit fuck) cuz you’ll see the shit I browse
That money I accumulate
Bitch get off me, I'm not tryna procreate
(It's lit, yuh)
In quarantine, all I do is masturbate
In a Spanish test
I cheat and use google translate
Choppa hit you in the dome
Boy looking like, he lost a chromosome
Pourin' lean on my styrofoam
Why she say she love me?
(Lil Watermelon Juice) Bih leave me ‘lone!

Just scammed a white girl, her name was Becky
She was from Alabama
Her lil brother called her sexy
I just slapped a five year old
Please do not arrest me
Your girl got that wap wap wap
I need a jetski ay, botta go super saiyan
Chords on a record you not with the gang
If you try me my dogs gonna
Stuff you into this c-o brain
I just got this gold chain from a swap-shop
I'll take all of your bands and I'll
Take all of your credit cards
Ay, yes I'm a certified scammer
Shoot right at you, turn you to a dancer
No I got no manners
I just scammed a white boy his name Tanner

Pull up on the block in a race coup, ayyy
You know I shoulda stopped to
Tug on your boob, ayyy
Spit fire in the booth you
Melt like ice cube, ayyy
I’ll slip out any beef you
Know I’m like lube, gayyy
I think I’m a bit retarded, I’m kinda slow
Ayyy shoot you in your knee, you’ll
End up like Joe, ayyy
I’m horny and I’m hungry, nut in some dough
Ayyy i’m in the crib in Paris
You know the chateau, ayyy
To pull this music off
You know I need some cap (No cap)
Gotta put some elbow grease
This ain’t knee cap (Wait what?)