DAS CAP lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, you ever looked at a n*gga, like, who was just poppin', poppin' sh*t and you just knew he was, knew that n*gga was broke?
Broke ass n*gga

[Chorus]
Thas cap, talkin' online you get papped
My young n*gga keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
f*ck postin' up in the trap
I'm finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
Rich and it ain't 'cause of rap, yeah
b*tch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? f*ck ya feelings
b*tch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? f*ck ya feelings

[Verse 1]
All of my n*ggas be wildin' (Wildin')
Stay with the cannon, the gang wildin' out
n*gga don't talk about stylin'
I stay with the drip, put it all in her mouth
New coupe, it came with twin turbo
Sendin' 'em bullets like Tony Romo
Put that b*tch on the syrup, it's slow-mo
Pullin' off with the gang in a four door (Skrt)
Check, check, check, check, check, check, check it out, uh
I'm with the static like radio, why do your pistol shoot vertical?
[Interlude]
Man, you n*ggas ain't shootin' at nobody man
You n*ggas shootin' in air man
All these n*ggas do is flodge, flake, and beef through texts
Man these n*ggas is hoes
n*ggas ain't gettin' no goddamn money man
And thas cap, these n*ggas ain't, these n*ggas ain't gettin' no f*ckin' money

[Chorus]
Thas cap, talkin' online you get papped
My young n*gga keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
f*ck postin' up in the trap
I'm finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
Rich and it ain't 'cause of rap, yeah
b*tch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? f*ck ya' feelings
b*tch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? f*ck ya' feelings

[Verse 2]
Okay, I'm tryna f*ck a new b*tch
I'm tryna make a new flip, hittin' home runs like Chip, huh
Yeah, f*ck with a n*gga (f*ck it)
f*ck with my money, we might have to cut us a n*gga
Ain't no debatin' with none of y'all n*ggas
22 diamonds, that shine in the picture
Menthol, shorty blow di*k like Newport (Newport)
Hundred thousand dollars in the Jansport (Jansport)
Stackin' money tall, make a camp fort
f*ck it
[Interlude]
Man, man you know the world would be a lot more truthful if you had to pay a lie man
These n*ggas be lyin' out they ass man
Just talkin' for no reason
Cappin' this, cappin' that, I don't understand that, you never capped on nothin'
I'm the youngest n*gga, I mean everything I say, I do what I say you feel me?

[Chorus]
Thas cap, talkin' online you get papped
My young n*gga keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
f*ck postin' up in the trap
I'm finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
Rich and it ain't 'cause of rap, yeah
b*tch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? f*ck ya' feelings
b*tch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? f*ck ya' feelings

[Outro]
Hop in the Maybach, hop in the hop in the Maybach, yeah
Hop in the Maybach, hop in the hop in the Maybach, yeah, skrt