Trippie Redd, Sada Baby, Icewear Vezzo, Babyface Ray - Captain Crunch lyrics

Yeah pussy nigga said he gon' kill me
Hm, I don't give a fuck, I'm gon' die anyway
 haha tell ya, yeah,  yeah

Talk about them P's
(P's) , got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning
Brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga 
(Gun) forty on the wrist, colored
Diamonds, Cap'n Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin' on Tris
We sippin' Wock', ha, dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
If you said it's up, lil' nigga
Then know it's up wit' ya (Up)
Best believe we gon' find
Your bitch ass, nigga
I'm gon' get up wit' ya we nuts, if we come
(Bah) , we gon' bust at ya (Bah)

Fuck a bitch, fuck 12, lil' nigga
I don't need no cuffs, nigga
(Cuffs, uh uh)
Politicin' and pimpin' in that 'Vette, leave
A hater in the dust, nigga
(Dust, skrrt)
Takin' all your shit, in my chain
(yeah) , that's Snow on tha Bluff
Nigga (yeah) now get up outta here
(Ha) , yeah, aight (yeah) , I'ma fuck wit' ya

Don't be reachin' for my chain, huh
You know we pop niggas (Bitch)
Call this Backwood "Gang
" why? Because my opps in it (Haha)
Open up that closet, yeah
I got big mop in it (That mop)
They don't buy no drank from
Me, huh, 'cause I re-rock, nigga
(Iced Up Records)
Fuck nigga, we could shoot or box
(yeah) , you know we punch niggas (Nigga)
Every time we see y'all out, we eat
Y'all niggas lunch menus
(Y'all niggas lunch)
Eight of Wock' in my cream soda
(That Wock') , it ain't no cut in it (Uh, uh)
Play with mine, you gon' die today
Right now, come try your luck, nigga
I'll give a goofy all headshots
Like is you dumb or nah?
You sink niggas won't front me no more
Bags 'cause I be runnin' off (Fuck 'em)
Bust Cuban and rose-gold Presi' blown
Yeah that's a hundred ball (yeah)
Fuck the stage, I ain't doin' no
More shows unless my gun involved, nigga

Talk about them P's
(P's) , got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my
Teeth and grab my gun, nigga
(Gun) forty on the wrist, colored
Diamonds, Cap'n Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin' on Tris, we sippin' Wock'
Dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
If you said it's up, lil' nigga
Then know it's up wit' ya
(Up, you know it's up then)
Best believe we gon' find
Your bitch ass, nigga
I'm gon' get up wit' ya (Mm, yeah)
We nuts, if we come
(Bah) , we gon' bust at ya (Bah)

Trippin' off the red with Trippie Redd
Vezz' keep countin' up blues (Okay)
You already dead if me and my mans
Get to walkin' up to you (Bang)
Make a bitch gave me head
Her and her friends, yeah
They 'bout to do it
If you ain't got no bands, I'm just sayin'
Don't talk to me 'bout no music (Ah, ah)
Ooh, all my clothes exclusive
Spin move your ho, elusive
Put the dope on the road, that's
Lucrative, then make it back home
It's secluded (Gang)
Up big five, shoot it
(Gang) , I'm big fire, boolin' (Gang)
Tell a bitch, "Be quiet", the rudest
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
Shut your ass up, mute it
My trap jumpin', groovin, huh
Pass me that cup, pass me that blunt
Pass me that gun (Skuba) , huh
Rackin' it up, is you packin' or what? Who
Baggin' me up? The whoopers?
The apes, the shooters (Ha)
The Dracs, we use 'em
(Ha) , we hate computers (Ha, ha, ha)

Talk about them P's
(P's) , got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my
Teeth and grab my gun, nigga
(Gun) forty on the wrist, colored
Diamonds, Cap'n Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin' on Tris, we sippin' Wock'
Dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
If you said it's up, lil' nigga
Then know it's up wit' ya (It's up)
Best believe we gon' find
Your bitch ass, nigga
I'm gon' get up wit' ya we nuts, if we come
(Bah, phew, phew, phew)
We gon' bust at ya (Bah)

Yeah, I ain't drinkin' no Tris
(Nah) , I don't fuck with no snitch (Nah)
You a broke ass lame nigga
I ain't touchin' yo' bitch (Mm-mm)
I'm humble, I ain't soft, nigga
Have yo' ass go blitz (Go get it)
Used to pray for a whole thing
Keep one on my wrist (Everyday)
D to the O, me and Trippie Redd (yeah)
Actavis, baby, I'm sippin' red (yeah)
Got my advance from dealin' meds
(Got my advance from dealin')
Bro rock Yeezy in the feds
(yeah) , trappin' ain't dead
These niggas scared (That's crazy)
Yeah, my niggas trained to go
Fuck my bitch, fuck my bitch best friend
I'ma just blame the dope
Police came, hit the lights on me
Turn to Usain and bolt
Can't believe they let me in the
Game skeetin' a famous ho (Famous ho)
Cuban links, diamonds full of pointers
I don't do chains with ropes (Mm-mm)

Talk about them P's
(P's, facts, nigga) , got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my
Teeth and grab my gun, nigga
(Gun) forty on the wrist, colored
Diamonds, Cap'n Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin' on Tris, we sippin' Wock'
Dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
If you said it's up, lil' nigga
Then know it's up wit' ya (It's up)
Best believe we gon' find
Your bitch ass, nigga
I'm gon' get up wit' ya we nuts, if we come
(Bah) , we gon' bust at ya (Bah)