No Cap
Lyrics
Hook
I bring Heat like a fire drill
My reign stamped with a iron will
I’m automatic when the tires squeal
I hunt for blood watch a Lion kill
I’m fucking these niggas up one mo time x3
Should I start in the front or the back of the line
My horsepower like a jaguar
The flow Coke out the trap door
I look fly and i rap raw
What more could you ask for
I’m fucking these niggas up one mo time x3
Should I start in the front or the back of the line
Verse 1
Everything i rap is luxury
Death comes in threes like company
If it ain’t classic vibes it ain’t come from me
My cutlery so southern g
That they want the d that’s underneath
I can tell how man they come for me
They be pigeon toed while they sucking teeth
But that’s nuthin g I’m a custom piece
Grill white as a fresh pack
Take a hit straight to your nose
Let it hit ya soul like a bass pad
No Ajax just straight jabs
Fly guy in a spacecraft what i want i just take that
They hate that but dats straight facts
X2
I’m jabez wit the prayer game
keep wifey in Vera wang
Young lion but I’m barely tamed
I can Eddie Murphy or Eddie Kane
I Focus close on my parents name
The one the rang way before i came
You want bread i want legacy
Same elevator but the levels change
I’m ahead a flames in a cold world
Giving game sippin cold coors
Different planes on a world tour
You can feel my pain like a cold sore
this for culture
These young Ins is so filled with ulcers
Watch how i fuck it up
Keep it spinning And spinning til we outta orbit
Hook
I bring Heat like a fire drill
My reign stamped with a iron will
I’m automatic when the tires squeal
I hunt for blood watch a Lion kill
I’m fucking these niggas up one mo time x3
Should I start in the front or the back of the line
My horsepower like a jaguar
The flow Coke out the trap door
I look fly and i rap raw
What more could you ask for
I’m fucking these niggas up one mo time x3
Should I start in the front or the back of the line
Verse 2
Im built from the plight like the roaches
Still i survived through the mostest
Still i reside amongst Oprah’s
Eating crumb cakes wit Mimosas
I’m focused like a young j
more hunger and a cold plate
You look at life like a starving artist
I look at life like a buffet
I’m dumb paid from the wordplay
Every track is like a rhyme puzzle
Give a damn what a label say far as revenue dis my side hustle
I’m a wide buckle big boss frame
Slim thug in my boss lane
Pancakes when i walk plain
Translation drippin sauce gang
Gotta Parkay flow parlay dough
Tiger woods wit the Par game stroke
Game like im in arcade mode
hits like im the RKO
Boom
No soap dish but a guiding light
I only strike when the time is right
Light the match let it fly on sight
And my fire only brings dynamite
But Tell them haters they can wipe me down
At the top is where i might be found
I’ll change ya smirk to a solid frown
Tell them haters they can wipe me down
At the top a shit is where i might be found
Now Ask ya wife How ya like me now
Writer(s): PRESTON HOLLOWAY, WILLIAM ANTHONY JONES
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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