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#wherethemoney - ‎idkcap lyrics

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[intro: idkcap & bl**dy!]
i’ve been doin’ this sh*t for a couple of years now
and i’ve been tappin’ in with you, xavier, and all of them, bro
and i like that style of music, that’s what i be doin’
real recognize real, fly recognize fly, motion recognize motion, my n*gga

[verse 1: idkcap]
yeah, our motion run so d*mn deep, n*gga, don’t play ’bout my fam’
this ho thinkin’ she cut me deep, b*tch, you is just a scram
b*tch threw a shot in public, she like, “d*mn, that’s you on the ‘gram?”
she really want me to rub it, but she swear up and down she a fan
a lot of n*ggas was snakes in the grass, that sh*t wasn’t even part of the plan
i can tell you n*ggas ain’t have no dad, how the f*ck could you go f*ck on your mans?
i can tell you n*ggas ain’t have no dad, how the f*ck could you go back on your plans?
you said you was gon’ do this and that, n*gga went back on his plans
n*gga ain’t do what he said, 5.56 knockin’ off his dreads
give her d*ck, stand up, she pledge, n*gga play, he get filled with lead
feel like lloyd, put the b*tch to bed, f*ck the fame, i just want a chick
do ’em like wayne and knock off his dreads, sh*t ain’t the same since i got the check
sh*t ain’t the same since i got the bread, n*gga be fakin’ and hatin’
they told me last year, “cap, stay down,” baby boy, just be patient
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout being patient, knock him out, now he a patient
bop ho keep tryna f*ck, bop ho, she impatient
gun a n*gga down, send him to h*ll, send him to h*ll like i’m satan
i’m smokin’ on madbudz out the pack, i don’t smoke a gary payton
i’ve been runnin’ up my bag, n*gga, i’ve been paper chasin’
put a mask on my face, run up on him like i’m jason
[verse 2: bl**dy!]
put a mask over her face, the b*tch ugly, but her b*tt fat
got the b*tch jumpin’ up on my d*ck like the b*tch doin’ jumping jacks
i get the b*tch off a perc, now the b*tch doin’ jumping jacks
i’m jumpin’ in the trap like a n*gga was an acrobat
b*tch do a split on my d*ck like the b*tch is an acrobat
chop’ got a kick, make a n*gga flip, like the n*gga was an acrobat
i ain’t doin’ no song with no n*gga, told the n*gga, “where my money at?”
i’ll put the pole to a n*gga, ask the n*gga, “where the money at?”
i’ll put the chrome to a n*gga, ask the n*gga, “where the money at?”
i’m in your home, p*ssy lil’ n*gga, yeah n*gga, where the money at?
i’ve should’ve been up already, d*mn, n*gga, where the money at?
when i get home, my mama asked me, “son, where the money at?”
i told her, “this music, this rap sh*t, this where the money at”

[break: xaviersobased]
sad, where the money at?
sad, where the money at?
sad, where the money at?

[verse 3: xaviersobased]
my bestie hearin’, “son, where the money at?
too much money on me, cop a—, uh
so much money, call me xav*young*money*man
n*ggas crackin’ jokes, but nah, not funny, yeah
n*ggas playin’ crazy, tryna step it up to fool you
we don’t f*ck with you, h*ll nah, you a fool, man
fans tryna take pics while i’m eatin’ food, yeah
pull up on me so i pull up on you, yeah
came in this b*tch with my godd*mn tool, yeah
geeked, i’m geeked, i’m geeked, i’m high
freak, she a freak, freak, freak, she fine
i’m in the spot and i’m so d*mn—, uh
i’m in the spot and i’m so d*mn high (haha)
ayy, yeah, walk in the spot and i pull up in—, ayy
ayy, ayy, walk in the spot with that godd*mn fire (ayy, ayy)
pull up i—, pull up i—, pull up i—, ayy
pull up i—, pull up i—, pull up i flame (ayy, ayy)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[outro: bl**dy!]
i ain’t wanna say that i, i’ve seen sh*t from square one, you feel me?
but i’ve at least seen sh*t from square five, my n*gga
it’s only been up since then, gang
keep that sh*t goin’, gang, n*ggas that seen the stuff that you took to make it where you at, my n*gga

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