SportVVS - Cap lyrics
[SportVVS - Cap lyrics]
Oh oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Oh, oh
And I know that he cap on the 'gram
Two guns on me, I feel like the man
I do what I want and you do what you can
We whip the macs out, when we hop out the van
She on green so she ready to go
I need a couple bands for a show
Brung the pack out, for the low
I got some bands but I need some more
Yeah I'm in 'giela, she liking my style
I knew I'd be up but this shit took a while
You switched on your bro
Man that shit was so foul
Talk down on the gang
Then the chopper go "bow"
Yeah she be geekin', she gone off the molly
I know that they mad
But I'm sorry not sorry
'Member them late nights, I was starving
If he want a feature
I'm sorry I'm charging
They all in my face
Used to laugh in the past
Get in the Bugatti, and press on the gas
They sending me links to they
Songs and it's trash
These niggas be broke and they funny, I laugh
Chasing the money, I'm chasing the cash
If he run up wrong
He gon' sleep with the grass
I ball in Harlem
Got a bad bitch and she got a fat ass
Sportvvs, yeah that be me
They see me come up, now they naggin' me
I was depressed, in agony
You see how I'm living, you wanna be me
You hate on a nigga that's
Trying to get money
I make the cloudy days get sunny
Bro got the trap jumping like a bunny
I don't gotta touch you, my bro do it for me
And I know that he cap on the 'gram
Two guns on me, I feel like the man
I do what I want and you do what you can
We whip the macs out, when we hop out the van
She on green so she ready to go
I need a couple bands for a show
Brung the pack out, for the low
I got some bands but I need some more
Yeah I'm in 'giela, she liking my style
I knew I'd be up but this shit took a while
You switched on your bro
Man that shit was so foul
Talk down on the gang
Then the chopper go "bow"
Yeah she be geekin', she gone off the molly
I know that they mad
But I'm sorry not sorry
'Member them late nights, I was starving
If he want a feature
I'm sorry I'm charging
Oh, oh
And I know that he cap on the 'gram
Two guns on me, I feel like the man
I do what I want and you do what you can
We whip the macs out, when we hop out the van
She on green so she ready to go
I need a couple bands for a show
Brung the pack out, for the low
I got some bands but I need some more
Yeah I'm in 'giela, she liking my style
I knew I'd be up but this shit took a while
You switched on your bro
Man that shit was so foul
Talk down on the gang
Then the chopper go "bow"
Yeah she be geekin', she gone off the molly
I know that they mad
But I'm sorry not sorry
'Member them late nights, I was starving
If he want a feature
I'm sorry I'm charging
They all in my face
Used to laugh in the past
Get in the Bugatti, and press on the gas
They sending me links to they
Songs and it's trash
These niggas be broke and they funny, I laugh
Chasing the money, I'm chasing the cash
If he run up wrong
He gon' sleep with the grass
I ball in Harlem
Got a bad bitch and she got a fat ass
Sportvvs, yeah that be me
They see me come up, now they naggin' me
I was depressed, in agony
You see how I'm living, you wanna be me
You hate on a nigga that's
Trying to get money
I make the cloudy days get sunny
Bro got the trap jumping like a bunny
I don't gotta touch you, my bro do it for me
And I know that he cap on the 'gram
Two guns on me, I feel like the man
I do what I want and you do what you can
We whip the macs out, when we hop out the van
She on green so she ready to go
I need a couple bands for a show
Brung the pack out, for the low
I got some bands but I need some more
Yeah I'm in 'giela, she liking my style
I knew I'd be up but this shit took a while
You switched on your bro
Man that shit was so foul
Talk down on the gang
Then the chopper go "bow"
Yeah she be geekin', she gone off the molly
I know that they mad
But I'm sorry not sorry
'Member them late nights, I was starving
If he want a feature
I'm sorry I'm charging