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Lyrify.me

All Cap by Travtsn Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2018

[Intro]
So you OG now? Nah, nah
You a fuckin’ preteen nigga get the fuck up outta here
You ain't in the field nigga stop the cap. You all cap around this bitch. Aye, Aye. lil’ hoe ass nigga


We packing heat so bitch watch how you move
Knock em down off his feet if he make the wrong move
I was in the field with nothing to lose
You was at the prom with nothing to prove
I'm hitting licks with the shooters and crooks
I got some lines that'll beat yo' whole hook
Pull up to SC, I'mma leave ya ass shook
I know you broke we can go half on yo' book

Stop allat talkin, stop alla cappin
You wrote yo' diss, so bitch show me the action
Catch yo' ass lacking while you on yo' matress
You cap more than catfish, lil' bitch you an actress

Yo' bitch got an ass, tell the hoe to move backwards
Dissing on Trav, bitch you filling ya casket
I'm steady ballin', still making them baskets
Saw Justo in half. SLING magic
Move out my way nigga for you get trucked
Come to my state nigga you out of luck
Diss you all I want cause I will not get touched
I aim at the head you will not need a crutch
Justo you a bitch, you a lame, you a dub
How you gon' diss when you still ain't pullup
Do you need an addy lil' bitch are you stuck?
When you see that window roll down nigga duck

When you see that window roll down nigga run
I ain't playing games got no time for fun
Fuck out my face with them counterfeit guns
I'm in the trap fuck a pound we got tons

Real shit tho want the smoke? come at me
I got a K, that bitch hold a machete
When I knock out yo eye promise you gone regret it
Turn you to a cyclops and leave yo' ass helpless

My niggas ain't playin, we busting in reckless
Want all of yo' shit from the bands to the necklace
Hop in yo' crib and finesse all yo' karats
Catch you off guard while you while you pushing that carriage

Soak her in nut, might just ruin your marriage
Might just bust in her eye if the bitch keep on staring
4 Bitches with me uno McLaren
That's not a problem these bitches some dancers
Run in yo' shit, we gone hold you for ransom
Bitch you ain't gangsta, hold on to yo parents
Pull out the Glocks and make all yo' boys panic

Oh you got the steel, Justo show me the clip
Cause we keep bananas, you betta not slip
Cause I got a holster, that bitch on my hip
Cause we be out toting, bitch we rarely miss
If you a real nigga pull up and get ripped. (Ooh)

[Outro]
TSN shit man I don't know who this nigga is and why the fuck he dissing me
But shit if you really want the smoke you can hit me up and I'll drop the addy nigga. I ain't finna keep going back and forth with you on this diss shit nigga if you need an addy let me know