No Cap V.3 by Genibre Chico Lyrics
Out here in the studio yeah with little Trop
Grindin in the studio this song Phinne be a bop
See them KD six Christmas you know that is a cop
Fire needs oxygen/ better breath every song I got
You be smoking on that cookie/ you smoking all on that pot
You so ignorant/ can’t even read the lyrics I jot
Cook you up Irish style/ call it tater tot
It’s all fun and games till we meet in the parking lot
Rocking Tommy Hilfiger I be rockin it on the coat
Pop up on you peek a boo yeah like my name is llittle boat
These haters be some alligators I gotta go and put em in a moat
Actin all gangster but you don’t own the pistols you tote
Stop all that yappin you don’t know what your sayin
You know this ain’t a game so why you out here playin
Me and Gabe trey way our songs are never fadin
Yeah trey got so much drip that I swore that it was rainin
300 hundred views just in a week
700 more catch up to fat kieg
He’s with the pros in dodgball league
He touched my heart; i’m so intrigued
Declined Champion and I turned over my cheek
Keep making songs yeah we never peak
Fat kieg is a God and he never gets weak
I got the rag and my clout is on fleek
Im the pod plug, thats not what you think
Too broke for the wires, that really stinks
My bean get big just like Kaden Meek
Lil trop daddys dad, called us young Mc’s
We smashin all night while I’m playing on wii
I go the drip thats so bright you can’t see
Traveled into the Future, I had a patek Philippe
Talking to Uzi and his was in pink
Wathcin hard hentai and top it with wassabi
New hentai just shut down with japans tsunami
Spitting these lyrics so smart just like Ghandi
Stuck in this rap game yeah I call it Jumanji
Grinding all night and I wake up a zombie
Wake up a zombie but everyones a nazi
Sweeping up those ashes, yeah hitlers my mommy
I have all my fun while riding a donkey
Grindin in the studio this song Phinne be a bop
See them KD six Christmas you know that is a cop
Fire needs oxygen/ better breath every song I got
You be smoking on that cookie/ you smoking all on that pot
You so ignorant/ can’t even read the lyrics I jot
Cook you up Irish style/ call it tater tot
It’s all fun and games till we meet in the parking lot
Rocking Tommy Hilfiger I be rockin it on the coat
Pop up on you peek a boo yeah like my name is llittle boat
These haters be some alligators I gotta go and put em in a moat
Actin all gangster but you don’t own the pistols you tote
Stop all that yappin you don’t know what your sayin
You know this ain’t a game so why you out here playin
Me and Gabe trey way our songs are never fadin
Yeah trey got so much drip that I swore that it was rainin
300 hundred views just in a week
700 more catch up to fat kieg
He’s with the pros in dodgball league
He touched my heart; i’m so intrigued
Declined Champion and I turned over my cheek
Keep making songs yeah we never peak
Fat kieg is a God and he never gets weak
I got the rag and my clout is on fleek
Im the pod plug, thats not what you think
Too broke for the wires, that really stinks
My bean get big just like Kaden Meek
Lil trop daddys dad, called us young Mc’s
We smashin all night while I’m playing on wii
I go the drip thats so bright you can’t see
Traveled into the Future, I had a patek Philippe
Talking to Uzi and his was in pink
Wathcin hard hentai and top it with wassabi
New hentai just shut down with japans tsunami
Spitting these lyrics so smart just like Ghandi
Stuck in this rap game yeah I call it Jumanji
Grinding all night and I wake up a zombie
Wake up a zombie but everyones a nazi
Sweeping up those ashes, yeah hitlers my mommy
I have all my fun while riding a donkey