caprice 95 - bullshit "*based freestyle*" lyrics
[intro: caprice95] –
shout out to everybody mothaf-ck who even talks sh-t
n0body listens n0body gives a f-ck, so we just do this sh-t for no f-cking reason
so if we come out here an we start saying some random sh-t don’t even listen to us just f-cking standby :
[corus1: caprice95] – really ain’t buying all the sh-t that they selling me x3
[verse1: caprice95] – really ain’t buying all the sh-t that they selling me
i came in the back looking like @billbellamy
if these boys b-tches “im’a” catch another feloni
your girl came “thru” n-gga charge it to the game
my hair wicked like kriss kross your sh-ts lame
i don’t give a f-ck cause your b-tch brains suck!
pink bandana wrapped around my grill, still “trynna” get handcuffs on “yo” “m-th-f-ckin” girl
last time i came around she made that sh-t twirl in a “f-ckin” spliff now she in the base world
like a “m-th-f-ckin” ho you won’t even know
knockin on the door, don’t move slow
still “wit” the nyquil and vodka flow
these n-ggas be “talkin” that down sh-t, what the f-ck is you “trippin”???
[i don’t even “f-ckin” know but the smith & wesson what i’m gripping
these n-ggas always talking but when i’m come to they f-cking door they don’t say sh-t](pending)
cause they don’t even know, i don’t give a f-cking sh-t ho they be ” “trippin”
“fuugk” n0body knows that i f-cked up
“cuz” im crazy!
i’m on that lean and “yo” b-tch call me patrick swayze
ya cause i got that f-ckin smoothe as polo shirt
“hmm” she like that sh-t i know, my name ain’t joe dirt
an i got that k9 for that k, wow
5 dollars for a bank
n-gga “w-ssup”? bang bang bang bang……….
[hook2: caprice95] – i really ain’t buying all the sh-t that they selling me, really ain’t buy all the bullsh-t they selling me x4
[verse2: capo]
“we ain’t buying sh-t f-ck that!
really ain’t buying all the sh-t that they “sellin” me
i don’t give a f-ck, i’m probably “gonna” catch a felonie
an i’m f-cking blem
“bish” i make it a new f-cking trend
my dreams so real i can’t even go to sleep
i rather count my money then count these f-cking sheep
i’m “trynna” get my cheese like a ritz bitz
every bit counts so i bought an ounce sold it by the g you could say i’m an og
please don’t disrespect me cause you “gotta” know that life’s a test so b-tch come correct
hate to put the tech to “ya” neck or just snap it like a skateboard deck
bro no disrespect but you looking suspect
an i really “bang,bang” like chief keef
nina out you don’t want beef with the chief
better yet the chef, spatula to “ya” neck, leave you underneath now that’s ground beef
illen with the felons an we punch you in your melon
who you f-cking with, what the f-ck? what the f-ck you staring at? phony n-ggas probably callin the wrong number i don’t give a f-ck “ima” “f-ckin” unplug “ya”
yeah i’m the sh-t no “m-th-f-ckin” plunger
dealing with the sinful mind all the f-cking time any money you already know what’s on my mind it’s the grind
money is the root of all evil an im feeling like evel knievil the way i want to stunt no double
unless it’s in the cup, purple in the blunt, cash in the pocket
try an run up an ill blast you like a rocket
base god i don’t give a f-ck because we praying
[for all the small minded people cl!ck here
[hook]
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