hitemupty & marii onnat - cap in my rap 2 lyrics
{hook+ hitemupty)
(illkay)
why y’all run?
y’all had y’all bl!cks y’all let your n+gga die
came up on this block like it was sweet guess it ain’t sh+t to die
he couldn’t keep his mouth shut
man he steady kept on dissing ty
now that lil boy shh man don’t say it man he in the sky
{verse 1+ hitemupty}
i can’t say his name up in this song cause he might get some fame
buddy had that vest on so you know they hit that n+gga brain
always taking pictures so they cropped that lil b+tch out the frame
pull up scoring sh+t man all them shooters
shoot like f+cking dame (and they don’t got no names)
you think i’m gone leave my b+tch for you?
you f+ck meezy too
might as well go f+ck on my boy brutal gone head f+ck the crew
guess lil shawty wanna f+ck thе gang
she like having fun
nah scratch that saw them boys on insta posting all thеy guns
they got mac’s they got k’s and they got some bl!cks
d+mn man i might get some years i get that sniper with that switch
when i get that b+tch i up that sh+t
i guarantee i hit
change they flag colors from shh to white i guarantee they quit
hold on pull y’all bands out n+ggas need them handouts
you got bodies i got bodies, i can pull your man out
not the type to try to fit in b+tch i wanna stand out
i got bit for always tryna leave my f+cking
hand out
{hook+ hitemupty}
why y’all run?
y’all had y’all bl!cks y’all let your n+gga die
came up on this block like it was sweet guess it ain’t sh+t to die
he couldn’t keep his mouth shut
man he steady kept on dissing ty
now that lil boy shh man don’t say it man he in the sky
{verse 2+ mari onnat}
n+gga’s wanna be me, i just let em (uh for real)
n+ggas stay talking behind so i can’t catch em (nah for real)
steady talking bout a switch like what the f+ck (boy you ain’t tuff n+gga)
it be the same n+ggas running round pillow talking (don’t get put up n+gga)
zip em up smoke a blunt to the face
we really on that
apply pressure f+ck em up
i’m breaking loose ends like i’m kodak
get left like jack boy in this b+tch
if you want smoke just let me know that
i call up fat boy in this b+tch
he take her out know i’m gonna throw
that (like a quarterback)
you get it i’m for real
ty call me up so we finna make a hit b+tch
this b+tch slap so hard put it up
finna blow on this b+tch on god
he showing fake love to his n+ggas for real
these n+ggas be snakes in disguise
i’m tryna double up with rubber bands
haha just me and my men
{hook+ hitemupty}
why y’all run?
y’all had y’all bl!cks y’all let your n+gga die
came up on this block like it was sweet guess it ain’t sh+t to die
he couldn’t keep his mouth shut
man he steady kept on dissing ty
now that lil boy shh man don’t say it man he in the sky
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