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almightytrav – all cap lyrics

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[intro]
so you og now? nah, nah
you a f-ckin’ preteen n-gga get the f-ck up outta here
you ain’t in the field n-gga stop the cap. you all cap around this b-tch. aye, aye. lil’ hoe -ss n-gga

we packing heat so b-tch watch how you move
knock em down off his feet if he make the wrong move
i was in the field with nothing to lose
you was at the prom with nothing to prove
i’m hitting l!cks with the shooters and crooks
i got some lines that’ll beat yo’ whole hook
pull up to sc, i’mma leave ya -ss shook
i know you broke we can go half on yo’ book

stop allat talkin, stop alla cappin
you wrote yo’ diss, so b-tch show me the action
catch yo’ -ss lacking while you on yo’ matress
you cap more than catfish, lil’ b-tch you an actress

yo’ b-tch got an -ss, tell the hoe to move backwards
dissing on trav, b-tch you filling ya casket
i’m steady ballin’, still making them baskets
saw justo in half. sling magic

move out my way n-gga for you get trucked
come to my state n-gga you out of luck
diss you all i want cause i will not get touched
i aim at the head you will not need a crutch
justo you a b-tch, you a lame, you a dub
how you gon’ diss when you still ain’t pullup
do you need an addy lil’ b-tch are you stuck?
when you see that window roll down n-gga duck

when you see that window roll down n-gga run
i ain’t playing games got no time for fun
f-ck out my face with them counterfeit guns
i’m in the trap f-ck a pound we got tons

real sh-t tho want the smoke? come at me
i got a k, that b-tch hold a machete
when i knock out yo eye promise you gone regret it
turn you to a cyclops and leave yo’ -ss helpless

my n-ggas ain’t playin, we busting in reckless
want all of yo’ sh-t from the bands to the necklace
hop in yo’ crib and finesse all yo’ karats
catch you off guard while you while you pushing that carriage

soak her in nut, might just ruin your marriage
might just bust in her eye if the b-tch keep on staring
4 b-tches with me uno mclaren
that’s not a problem these b-tches some dancers

run in yo’ sh-t, we gone hold you for ransom
b-tch you ain’t gangsta, hold on to yo parents
pull out the glocks and make all yo’ boys panic

oh you got the steel, justo show me the clip
cause we keep bananas, you betta not slip
cause i got a holster, that b-tch on my hip
cause we be out toting, b-tch we rarely miss
if you a real n-gga pull up and get ripped. (ooh)

[outro]
tsn sh-t man i don’t know who this n-gga is and why the f-ck he dissing me
but sh-t if you really want the smoke you can hit me up and i’ll drop the addy n-gga. i ain’t finna keep going back and forth with you on this diss sh-t n-gga if you need an addy let me know

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