mynamemanuelll - no cap lyrics
[pre+chorus: mannyily]
yo girlfriend only hit me up it’s only for the fame
hit up on yo cousin if she wanna play them games
talking up top cause you were another lame
i be getting money money more than you can make
[chorus: mannyily]
new louis, new shoes
got a rolly in my face looking blue
got a girl and she thicker than the moon
talk smack i’ma hit you with a spoon
[verse 1: mannyily]
homie got a check, bro you know that i’ma stunt
semmy rollin to the party and we rollin’ up a blunt
keep on talking and i’ll slap you in the head, face front
and i’m giving h+lla cash and that sh+t just [?]
and i’m throwing out my money, kinda sad you ain’t got none
talking up online, i’m go and grab my hand gun
manny pull up on you mommy and she call me handsome
call me lil tecca, i’ma take yo ass for ransom
how i do it, i don’t know that
making money little boy, that’s a no cap
i’ma pull up in a poppy like a high hat
i’m the best and you know i stand by that
[pre+chorus: mannyily]
yo girlfriend only hit me up it’s only for the fame
hit up on yo cousin if she wanna play them games
talking up top cause you were another lame
i be getting money money more than you can make
[chorus: mannyily]
new louis, new shoes
got a rolly in my face looking blue
got a girl and she thicker than the moon
talk smack i’ma hit you with a spoon
new louis, new shoes
got a rolly in my face looking blue
got a girl and she thicker than the moon
talk smack i’ma hit you with a spoon
[verse 2: $emmy!]
talk smack, you get hit with utensils mm
f+ck that, put a knife to your temple mm
make a speech, cause i feel presidential
and i’ma write a death note, someone pass me the pencil mm
buy a b+tch a new ring she special mm
her fat ass is the only credential mm
i’m in her mouth, yeah my d+ck kinda dental
and i’ma travel to her house, that’s okay it’s essential mm
ay, i’ma make a couple dollars
i’m spitting up on the track, and i make that b+tch clap when i walk in
and i’ma make a couple bands
and i’m f+cking her in the ass, and everybody gon relax when i walk in
and i’m gon spit a little
she suck my d+ck a little
the sky is falling now i’m feelin’ like i’m chicken little
and now my wrist is brittle
i’m with yo b+tch a little
and i’m a star, and yo b+tch be singing twinkle twinkle
real star, baby rapping a nursery
keep a glock, aim a beam and a versery
i bought a big watch, wrist heavy rolex
gonna give it to ya b+tch at her anniversary
[outro: $emmy]
mmmmm, at her anniversary, ay
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