In this hard-hitting track, Blueface and The Game tackle the theme of authenticity versus pretense in the street lifestyle. They use vivid imagery and assertive language to call out those who exaggerate or lie about their real-life experiences, urging them to "stop cappin'" (stop lying). Both artists emphasize their genuine credentials and resilience, highlighting their ability to handle tough situations without leaving any trace that could be used against them in a legal context. Through aggressive lyrics and a confident demeanor, they dismiss the fakes and stand tall as authentic figures in the rap game.
Stop Cappin
Lyrics
(Hvnnidband did that)
Blueface, baby
(Hvnnidband did that)
Yeah, aight
Stop the cappin'
Stop the cappin'
Stop cappin' (stop cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop the cappin' (stop the cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Shoot a movie in this bitch with extended clips
Bet he feel guilty when I knock down the innocent
Glock with a dick for a Jehovah's if he witnessed it (no witnesses)
It's not about how you start, it's 'bout how you finish shit (finish)
Shots to the face, no chaser (I ain't chasin')
Fuck a fade, I'm only givin' out tapers (yellow tape)
Woke up early just to slide on you later (see you later)
I always keep a hard pole for a hater (bop)
Two dicks, I'm with the full-fledged bullshit (with the bullshit)
It don't make sense, I can't pay full attention (ayy)
I always stood out, 'cause I was too ahead to fit in
No pot to piss in, now my gold really pissin' (pissin')
Blueface bust-down, Aquafina on my pendant (on my pendant)
Grown-ass man, baby, I ain't got no dependent (no dependent)
No forensic, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop cappin' (stop cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop the cappin' (stop the cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop cappin', I'm really poppin'
Pull up on your block with a stick and get to moppin'
I'm literally talkin' in this bitch and it's still knockin'
She gon' pop it 'cause I'm poppin'
.30 in a .40, feel like I'm squeezin' a lemon
Bruce Lee wearin' kicks fly, now this Glock kickin'
Pop up least expected, like a mention
Niggas want beef 'til I bring it to they kitchen
It's all fun and games 'til I pull up to your block trippin'
Curry in the clip but I'm shootin' like Scottie Pippen
Hot sauce, no drive-by, bounced out and walked up
Taped off, stop the cappin', you niggas all talk
Difficult, but I make it look simple (simple)
Rondo with the .9 'cause I stay off my dribble (off my dribble)
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachments, but this Glock got extensions
Stop cappin' (stop cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop the cappin' (stop the cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Pull up in that black Lambo' truck on Daytons
Hop out my own shit, turn around and start hatin'
So I feel you fuck niggas, I would hate me too
Your baby momma stuck on my dick, crazy glue
I'm 'bout that action, tap in when you land in LA
I send a Uber to hit your Airbnb with a 'K
That bitch wet, James Harden stroke
I'm like the air nigga, I want all the smoke
I'm the King, no crown, Hennessy guzzle down
Hunnid stacks, black diamonds, I'ma drip 'til I drown
Give a click to a clown, got a drum that make sounds
One shoot that go through a gorilla and knock a elephant down
My Uzi got the got the head, hella' extensions
Cut all the tention 'fore these hoes get to trppin'
All the IG cappin', now your ass missing
Fifteen hunnid the homie, and some gas for the mission
Stop cappin' (stop cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop the cappin' (stop the cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions (extensions)
Writer(s): Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Jonathan Porter, Omar Rosendo Peralta
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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