SEB Arts - Capra Freestyle (feat. Vision IRL)

Get ready, woo
We're on tour, and we're doing it better
You're talking to, the Rolex-wearing
Diamond-ring-wearing, kiss-stealing, woo
Wheel-n-dealing, limousine-riding
Jet-flying, son of a gun
And I'm having a hard time, holding these alligators down…
Woo
Yeah
I'm in this bitch like young Uzi
Ice on my neck yeah it's oozing
Hit your bitch now you're losing
Bubble butt yeah it's juicy
Eye color like the blue sea
And I count it up like young Carti
Never tell a hoe that you sorry
I'm just going fuck the mile speed
Big bank won the lottery
Go
Go
Go
Go
I'm believing, Justin Bieber
Two faced, Grim Reaper
Go
Go
Go
Go
I'm in this bih like young Uzi
One out of one you can choose
Ain't nobody getting Snoopy
Count it up count it up cut it
I take my shot and it going
Run it up run it up run it up bag it up
Love it when she turn around and she back it up
Too much in this drippy sippy cup
Love it if you could just sit on top
Sit on top tell me what you want to do
Too many things in the back of the stu
Talking about it my mental
This shit is mental
Boutta be speaking on so many instrumentals
Shit it be bumping
Yeah we up to something
It's so hard for me to sit back here in this studio
Looking at a guy out here hollering my name
When last year I spent more money on spilled liquor
I be chill when I chill with my niggas
Eat my guacamole with my crackers
Only pose when paparazzi taking pictures
Scripture tatted up in my pictures
I'm feeling like an Egyptian
Tutankhamun
I need me a Cleopatra
Took her to the moon
Aligning her chakras
Abracadabra
Yeah we some Genus Capra's
Aqua-bearer
Brand new era
We the shepherds
We ain't part of no herd you heard

Written by:
Joshua Fooks, Sebastian Arts

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