Cappin lyrics

[Intro: Young Sizzle]
I pull up and that sh*t that cost your life and that's a mark
I'm gonna get 100 mil and i put that on my mom
I'm blowin' up on them lil' b*tches Hiroshima I'm gone
I'm posted up I'm blowin' that gas I'm feelin ass [?]

[Verse 1: Young Sizzle]
I told them n*ggas stay the f*ck back b*tch i shoot for the warning
I'm drinkin' Ac and poppin' Percocet's to start off my morning
Them n*ggas flexin' he be cappin' knowing that he can't afford it
I think he said I'm beefin' with some n*ggas that way in they 40's
I keep that AR 1-5 n*gga and know that mag got a 40
And both these FN's got a 20 I'm off the ways with a 40
Reporting live from the bank reporting live from a shortage
Them n*ggas poppin' big sh*t but really it ain't important

[Chorus: Young Sizzle]
What's a traffic light b*tch i don't go no traffic lights
They taught me how to stack it right
My lil' hoe make a stack a night
Hunnid' shot the traffic light
Turn into a tragic night
Right up in that addict type
Got money in the attic light
Them b*tches still ain't actin' right
You spent your life on Hella ice
You think you f*ckin' better right?
You wish that you could hit her like
b*tch i been that n*gga right
Trap Ye I'm that n*gga right
He hopin' i don't get a light
I promise i will get him right
[Verse 2: Young Sizzle]
I count up this money with passion
I swerve in the coupe and do dashes
They went out on me like I'm dashious
Them n*ggas be acting like dancers
Them n*ggas be lookin for answers
They want a real n*gga to stamp em'
You talk bout the clique and we blam em'
Them [?] be scared of them hammers
I'm real as they come on real sh*t
Go hard with that Lean and the pill sh*t
I used to break in and go steal sh*t
I'm charging i don't got a kill switch
I won't even give em a lil bit
[?]
And would i end up with a good b*tch
I need me a hoe on a [?]

[Bridge: Young Sizzle]
We see you lil' n*ggas be stealin' the sleigh
I'm thinking of coppin' a mansion [?]
Them n*ggas be mad [?]
I'm stackin' them chips and I'm talkin like Lays
We pull up we thuggin' with AR's and K's
Don't wanna f*ck I'm just tryna get face
Send them lil' n*ggas [?]
[Chorus: Young Sizzle]
Traffic light b*tch i don't go no traffic lights
They taught me how to stack it right
My lil' hoe make a stack a night
Hunnid' shot the traffic light
Turn into a tragic night
Right up in that addict type
Got money in the attic light
Them b*tches still ain't actin' right
You spent your life on hella ice
You think you f*ckin' better right?
You wish that you could hit her like
b*tch i been that n*gga right
Trap Ye I'm that n*gga right
He hopin' i don't get a light
I promise i will get him right