Cap Jr - Oj Simpson (feat. Devrit & Senseipain)
Walk around with 2 pistols on me like fuck the price tag
Yeah them bitches titties sit up, but she got fake ass
Ran off on the plug, skurt off, know he be big mad
Knowing how I eat the pussy probably why I got facial hair
Really bout it, if you really bout it we can take it there
Why you acting like a pussy, nigga go and grow a pair
Vlone, the Christian Dior, the shit I only wear
Knocking bitches down if there be one left imma make a spare
Aye, this my world I'm finna make a tare
Niggas really do not want no smoke we put them in the air
If the pack don't make it through the mail, we gotta drive it there
Ducking cops and shooting back at ops that's all we really do
Old bitch look like Betty White, that's my lil boo
Took her denchers out and gave me head right up in the stu
Oh I see you flexing green bills, nigga where the blues
You keep asking "Where the bitches at?"
Man I thought you knew
You got to scrape the sides when you cooking up that curry stu
Damn, or is that fucking molly
Got the two mixed up could give a fuck I'm making sales regardless
Bags permanent under my eyes cause they can't wake up
Hit a bitch up on her birthday, give the cake up
He do not miss 100 he like Chamberlin
And when it come work, but what's your worth, yeah give me your benefit
I ain't never seen a bitch this bad she must be heaven sent
These bitches don't know how to get (Huh)
These bitches don't know how to get to the bag they don't see Ash Kash
They say art is expression of the soul well damn I'm fly as hell
Checking account go hahaha you funny you Dave Chappelle
When I step out you got to remember me like Yeat's bell
On your head top like Waverly Place she gone get the spell
Mmm, go and rob the drug dealer, 100k
Put the pistol up we throwing hands any day
It's a meet up, I put my hands on you and then I'm skurting off
Why you take your panties off lil bitch I only want the mouth
Bitch I'm getting what I want I cut the lames off
I don't give a fuck I call her "What's her name" damn Cap
Dismissing all you niggas who be staying on my dick
40 on me and a Glock 7 I call them Lilo and Stitch
Aye, aye I'm back to being menace bitch
223's hit him in the spleen now he walk with a limp
And I talk to bitches how I want, nigga I'm a pimp
Ain't you the one that ordered that one ho she said you got a shrimp
Heard you making little plays bitch we made it to the ship
I see you tagging me on IG, bitch take a hint
She slid in the DM's, she playing games, she talking bout a pic
She my lil freak, my lil slut, my lil petty bitch
I sent a flick of both the glicks she said she gone suck on this shit
Now I'm tryna figure out if imma fuck on this bitch
Aint got no condoms but got some runts for her brother and shit
She sent the lo we pulling up and robbing her for all her shit
Yeah that how we going out
I'm doing this for shits and kicks could give a fuck about some clout
Written by:
Chris Poythress Jr., Devrit Gros
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