Dat Cap by Ty Bri Lyrics
[Verse]
Bitch, quit all that cap
Been pussy, been pap
Cell phone don't ring, block don't knock, trap don't smack
Thought I told you before, sneak diss me, things gon' clap
Bitch, what's good? Tough on apps
You not hood, that's not that
Bitch, I'm good, check my stats
I fuck killers, you fuck rats
Ask who realer, then who wack, you
Ten bands in a sack, boo
Tennis shoes in the back too
Heard you said you gon' smack who?
I ain't hearin' not this much
Reach out, bitch, get touched
Still pullin' them weak stunts?
Independent 'bout three months
Still solid, ho, cement
I go nuts, semen
Beat a bitch for no reason
Why you pull out my demons?
Oh, you wanna start fake beef?
My location still say streets
I say let's meet, I say let's link
Your nigga gave me the best mouth while I sat on your sink
Ho, let that seat, lеt that sink
Hope you peep I'm knee-deep
Roll this bitch in my leaf, then I chiеf
Wasn't steppin' in the slums so why you feel broke?
Pump fakin' like you got it out ten toes
Lurkin' up my IG, well, Ty still cold
My neck still do the dance, yeah, chill mode
Bitch, knock it off, cliff, hop it off
Clips knockin' off, shit leave you with body marks
College Park campus, yeah, they go dumb for me
Run up in your house, chalk you out, blood money
Spoon-fed bitches always actin' like they struggled
I'm a thoroughbred breed, I got it off the muscle
Keep it a buck 'cause I got the game from my uncle
Pussy ho stroke my ego, fuck bein' humble
Mommy and daddy, they don't be spendin' on me
I'm a hustling baddie, know how to fill up on E
Oh, you say you want static? Ain't no antennas on me
I'ma pull up on hoes since they won't pull up on me
I'ma fuck on your nigga all night, twelve o'clock
I'ma ride his four-wheeler, everything I drop a bop
Say I'm hatin', bitch, stop, can't cop what I cop
Ain't got what I got, can't get a dot on my spot, ho
[Outro]
Oh, yeah
I did it again and again and again
You bitches know you not even fuckin' with me, though
Hah
Ayy
Bitch, quit all that cap
Been pussy, been pap
Cell phone don't ring, block don't knock, trap don't smack
Thought I told you before, sneak diss me, things gon' clap
Bitch, what's good? Tough on apps
You not hood, that's not that
Bitch, I'm good, check my stats
I fuck killers, you fuck rats
Ask who realer, then who wack, you
Ten bands in a sack, boo
Tennis shoes in the back too
Heard you said you gon' smack who?
I ain't hearin' not this much
Reach out, bitch, get touched
Still pullin' them weak stunts?
Independent 'bout three months
Still solid, ho, cement
I go nuts, semen
Beat a bitch for no reason
Why you pull out my demons?
Oh, you wanna start fake beef?
My location still say streets
I say let's meet, I say let's link
Your nigga gave me the best mouth while I sat on your sink
Ho, let that seat, lеt that sink
Hope you peep I'm knee-deep
Roll this bitch in my leaf, then I chiеf
Wasn't steppin' in the slums so why you feel broke?
Pump fakin' like you got it out ten toes
Lurkin' up my IG, well, Ty still cold
My neck still do the dance, yeah, chill mode
Bitch, knock it off, cliff, hop it off
Clips knockin' off, shit leave you with body marks
College Park campus, yeah, they go dumb for me
Run up in your house, chalk you out, blood money
Spoon-fed bitches always actin' like they struggled
I'm a thoroughbred breed, I got it off the muscle
Keep it a buck 'cause I got the game from my uncle
Pussy ho stroke my ego, fuck bein' humble
Mommy and daddy, they don't be spendin' on me
I'm a hustling baddie, know how to fill up on E
Oh, you say you want static? Ain't no antennas on me
I'ma pull up on hoes since they won't pull up on me
I'ma fuck on your nigga all night, twelve o'clock
I'ma ride his four-wheeler, everything I drop a bop
Say I'm hatin', bitch, stop, can't cop what I cop
Ain't got what I got, can't get a dot on my spot, ho
[Outro]
Oh, yeah
I did it again and again and again
You bitches know you not even fuckin' with me, though
Hah
Ayy