WBS Freestyle by Captain The Band Lyrics
[Verse 1: Captain]
WBS we stay fucking bold
Windows up
Dog we stay fucking cold
Germaine got the silver
Captain got the gold
An Anthony got the 11 yr old
Sliding all up in ya Dms, like I'm a fucking violin
You say you not a ho, but my nut sack all up on ya chin
My dick tall enough, to touch the fucking rim
Hit a bitch in a church, that's a fucking sin
You know my cock was smacking on ya dome
Like the Pentagon yeah my dick was blown
Leave you in the middle of the night alone
With no ride home
And be missing all around like GiGis iPhone
[Maine]
(Wait bro wasn't that her house phone?)
[Captain]
I don't know man
Nobody fucking knows
Im not a gardener but I gotta lot of hoes
You bitches gotta watch out when I roll up
Leave you with slit wrists like Nikola
I don't care what you using, I'll fight any bitch so who you choosing
Leaver her crying and bruising
On the floor dead like Whitney Houston
WBS nigga we ain't fucking losing
[Verse 2: Maine]
We try to let Rahul rap
But he ain't a spittah
WBS we all some women hitters
I got fired, Shorif got suspended
Bryan tried to act hard, but that was all pretended
Shorif, where the snacks?
They took my job, I can't get it back
Niggas act hard, Keyword Act
Bouta catch a case, cause I murdered the track
Shout-out to smiley, he's with us wherever we go
Shout-out to Delgado & all his alter egos
Good Music, dim lights, a lot of ass shacking
Your party ain't shit unless there's a window breaking
It's WBS mother fucker
You know we don't play around
Niggas talk shit on Twitter but in person they don't make a sound
They not about that life, Me & my crew we bring the noise
We rough, ragged gangsters, Fuck a faggot pretty boy
[Verse 3: Captain & Maine]
(Captain)
Fuck a faggot pretty boy
I ain't here to make no fucking friend
Rip Jesus off ya Jesus Piece, Crucify him again
(Maine)
Talk shit, get ya eye swoll
It's Maine Junior, already know
And after Jesus resurrected, I hit his ass with an RKO
(Captain)
RKO? Yeah RKO
Strait to ya ass
Bass so loud it break open space
(Maine)
Break open space? Break open space like a window!
(Captain)
Ayo, Zeti where you at tho!?
(Maine)
Shit man I don't even know
Probably some where in San Fransisco
(Captain)
Niggas see us & they run faster than Fransisco
Cause I gotta Pistol
And I gotta Switch Blade that'll switch blades
Ricksha off the hit stage
Eradicating up ya rib cage
Wondering when Imma stop? Not when the beat stops!
When my heart beat stops
So all you dick riding hoes that only wanted me as a friend
Don't bother hitting me up when this song drops!
WBS we stay fucking bold
Windows up
Dog we stay fucking cold
Germaine got the silver
Captain got the gold
An Anthony got the 11 yr old
Sliding all up in ya Dms, like I'm a fucking violin
You say you not a ho, but my nut sack all up on ya chin
My dick tall enough, to touch the fucking rim
Hit a bitch in a church, that's a fucking sin
You know my cock was smacking on ya dome
Like the Pentagon yeah my dick was blown
Leave you in the middle of the night alone
With no ride home
And be missing all around like GiGis iPhone
[Maine]
(Wait bro wasn't that her house phone?)
[Captain]
I don't know man
Nobody fucking knows
Im not a gardener but I gotta lot of hoes
You bitches gotta watch out when I roll up
Leave you with slit wrists like Nikola
I don't care what you using, I'll fight any bitch so who you choosing
Leaver her crying and bruising
On the floor dead like Whitney Houston
WBS nigga we ain't fucking losing
[Verse 2: Maine]
We try to let Rahul rap
But he ain't a spittah
WBS we all some women hitters
I got fired, Shorif got suspended
Bryan tried to act hard, but that was all pretended
Shorif, where the snacks?
They took my job, I can't get it back
Niggas act hard, Keyword Act
Bouta catch a case, cause I murdered the track
Shout-out to smiley, he's with us wherever we go
Shout-out to Delgado & all his alter egos
Good Music, dim lights, a lot of ass shacking
Your party ain't shit unless there's a window breaking
It's WBS mother fucker
You know we don't play around
Niggas talk shit on Twitter but in person they don't make a sound
They not about that life, Me & my crew we bring the noise
We rough, ragged gangsters, Fuck a faggot pretty boy
[Verse 3: Captain & Maine]
(Captain)
Fuck a faggot pretty boy
I ain't here to make no fucking friend
Rip Jesus off ya Jesus Piece, Crucify him again
(Maine)
Talk shit, get ya eye swoll
It's Maine Junior, already know
And after Jesus resurrected, I hit his ass with an RKO
(Captain)
RKO? Yeah RKO
Strait to ya ass
Bass so loud it break open space
(Maine)
Break open space? Break open space like a window!
(Captain)
Ayo, Zeti where you at tho!?
(Maine)
Shit man I don't even know
Probably some where in San Fransisco
(Captain)
Niggas see us & they run faster than Fransisco
Cause I gotta Pistol
And I gotta Switch Blade that'll switch blades
Ricksha off the hit stage
Eradicating up ya rib cage
Wondering when Imma stop? Not when the beat stops!
When my heart beat stops
So all you dick riding hoes that only wanted me as a friend
Don't bother hitting me up when this song drops!