Kapo307 - Problem Khild

Let's go
Hello I'm lil Capo
Nigga yea I'm the problem child
If I ever run into lil shhh I might gun 'em down
Say they five deep I got 'bout fifty I'll spray around
Know I'm throwed off
Every time sum evil happen crack a smile
Gen 5 Glock this bitch nineteen same age as me
Nigga come round playing with them sharks make 'em rest in peace
Oops I said in peace I meant in pieces
Gotta keep it street if you talking on the internet then it ain't no beef
Ion get tired like I'm forest I just run on beats
Ion get tired run on tracks like I'm Usain Bolt
All my bitches freak like getting choked so I grab they throat
'Sippin on this lean when you with me Bitch ain't no driving boats
Young turnt nigga I'm from Rome they think I'm from the A
We snuck blicks in the party you play in here you getting faced
He think he do but he don't want this smoke
Kause this shit come laced
Really having motion, we had plays all in other states
If you wanna fall out 'bout a bitch, then you can't be with me
Ian never trim 'bout a bitch, you won't catch me simping
If she wanna leave, then she can leave I'll just keep on fishing
Damn sholl ain't cuffing on no bitch if the bro done hit it
You like LeBron I'm like Dwayne wade when it come to heat
In other words, you'll leave yours I keep mines with me
She had to get cut up off the roster start lying to me
If you weren't there when I was down nigga ain't no flying with me
Got alotta pain this shit run deep but I ain't crying out
Went thru the shit by myself I hadda thug it out
Nigga told a bitch he gone step on me I laughed out loud
He can go with his move he want to, he won't make it out
We some Money Sharks since we been out here ain't seen a drought
Lil bitch say she liking my cologne she really smell the loud
If she ion know who she fucking with she finna find out
You know me I want her and her friend I'm finna slut 'em out
Last nigga talm 'bout smoke with us made 'em beat they feet
Last nigga talm 'bout doing sum youngin made 'em leak
Nigga talm 'bout spinning thru I'm posted with a arp
He ain't even spin back that pussy went and copped a plea
Two guns on me I'm by myself so that mean I'm three deep
Ion do no switching if they real they still riding with me
Why they acting like they want smoke? like this shit ain't free
Like nigga fuck shopping at the mall this a spinning spree
Don't trust her so I fucked her with my mask she think that I'm a creep
Feelin' like I'm Tony Romo nigga I keep that nine on me
Feelin' like I'm Tiger Woods nigga I keep that iron with me
Lil Capo yea he a real nigga even the blind can see
Told the lil bitch yea I'm it but I'm not no clown
Ion give a fuck 'bout circumstances snitching not allowed
Bruh who the fuck that is? somebody banging on the fucking door
open up the door to see a j he wanna know where's the blow

Written by:
Treveonsay Burge

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