cappin' - midwxst lyrics
[intro: midwxst]
ayy
[chorus: midwxst]
like this sh*t ups, know we wrappin’ ’em up
n*ggas talk about me, know they cappin’, the f*ck?
we roll up on him, know we tap him, what’s up?
i know that you cappin’, i see through your bluff
he don’t want no smoke like that boy was a puff
if you mess with the gang then you know you get cut
i’ve been eating good, eating wolfgang and puck
i’ve been playin’ these n*ggas like hockey, no puck
[verse 1: midwxst]
that n*gga soft, he a plush
gettin’ that money, it’s a must
tired of talkin’, all the fuss
takin’ a l, nah, take a dub
i don’t want to talk, no
mess with me, get blocked, yeah
don’t want smoke, all talk, you
saw my name and flocked to
[chorus: midwxst]
like this sh*t ups, know we wrappin’ ’em up
n*ggas talk about me, know they cappin’, thе f*ck?
we roll up on him, know we tap him, what’s up?
i know that you cappin’, i see through your bluff
he don’t want no smokе like that boy was a puff
if you mess with the gang then you know you get cut
[bridge: casper sage]
ayy, my circle small like an addy
they cap when they rappin’, fasho
rockin’ my baggies, y’all run up the tallies
they checkin’ me up on the board
checkin’ my tats when they peepin’ my swag
ain’t even designer my clothes
no need for braggin’, i whip out the stats
and she suddenly think i’m a ho
[verse 2: casper sage]
ayy, vintage ragger
beat toe*tagger
drip like jagger
never switch on my bro
why he clutchin’ when he lackin’ in this b*tch?
sip some potion
why i feel like i’m bo jackson in this b*tch?
fingers brass
break up bad and now he back up in this b*tch
[verse 3: midwxst & casper sage]
choppa what i tote, on the beats, i float
moncler on my jacket, n*gga got on a coat
n*ggas don’t want smoke
vv my neck, cartier on my pinky, got the game by the throat
in the coupe, we hit the road, money blue like toad
know my flow real fast, i ain’t never go slow
team on my back, i ain’t never gon’ fold
casper up on me, ’cause i’m goin’ ghost
i ain’t come from no trenches, my n*ggas, they came from stability
boy, watch your tone ‘fore i test your ability
said i’m not hard, boy, you gotta be kiddin’ me
i step in the party, they already feelin’ me
you n*ggas nasty, call you human centipede
k!llin’ me, these n*ggas think i’m the enemy
feel like i’m dami, just got an epiphany
these n*ggas ain’t get no sympathy
yeah, yeah, i’m at the top and you cannot compete
ballin’ so hard, shoulda went to the league
d*mn, n*ggas not talkin’ to me
ayy, ayy, not talkin’ ’bout nike, but b*tch, i’m elite
they workin’ for nike, they checkin’ my sneaks
ayy, just wait ’til the word hit the streets
[chorus: midwxst]
like this sh*t ups, know we wrappin’ ’em up
n*ggas talk about me, know they cappin’, the f*ck?
we roll up on him, know we tap him, what’s up?
i know that you cappin’, i see through your bluff
he don’t want no smoke like that boy was a puff
if you mess with the gang then you know you get cut
i’ve been eating good, eating wolfgang and puck
i’ve been playin’ these n*ggas like hockey, no puck
like this sh*t ups, know we wrappin’ ’em up
n*ggas talk about me, know they cappin’, the f*ck?
we roll up on him, know we tap him, what’s up?
i know that you cappin’, i see through your bluff
he don’t want no smoke like that boy was a puff
if you mess with the gang then you know you get cut
i’ve been eating good, eating wolfgang and puck
i’ve been playin’ these n*ggas like hockey, no puck
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