Cap Flow (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

Gucci girl, she feel my Ghost, I'ma get that mula (Grra)

Wop my brother, got loyalty, ain't gotta pay my shooter (DooWop)

I was in the 'Raq off flats, just watch the way that I boot up (Chiraq, no cap)

Glo'd up on a broke boy, just watch the way that you lose, uh (Gang)

Put a hole in a broke boy, so big look like a hula (Hear me)

Now I'm gettin' money, tryna be my mans, look at him like "Who ya?" (Envy)

No, you ain't really with the shits, I could just see right through ya (Broke boy)

No, no, you can't hang with the gang, Weenie Hut Junior (Broke boy)

Yes, I'm a boss, I'ma floss, sing to her, Vandross, I feel like Luther (Hear me)

Get in the club with the .40 on the Moss, I swear my gun is too tough (On the gang)

I was just with your bitch, made her eat my two nuts, yeah

All the opps mad 'cause we getting this guap, they can't believe we blew up

We don't know them, uh, but best believe they knew us, uh

I was in the drop and I'm off this cap, I had to pour up like two cups

Had to get on a flight to Madagascar and these **** still can't move us (Bitch)

Let me hit him, bro, I don't care if he sue us (Bitch)

Nah, you ain't even gotta hit him, bro, that's the reason I'm your shooter (150)

****, I was really in the field, it was either stay in the house or suit up (150)

Me and DooWop in LA and we made a duet on a cougar

Now I'm in the hills just poppin' them pills so I'm coolin' like a cooler (150)

VVS diamonds hit off the Raf Simons, man, shoutout to my jeweler (Avi)

Your lil bitch got brain, now she smarter than a tutor (Brain)

Her top game insane, oblongata her medulla (Brain)

But we don't chase hoes, all we chase is this damn mula (Guap)

I'm still in the trap and my boys sell packs, that's the way that we still maneuver (Money)

Clip long as a ruler

FN got a cooler

TEC-9, it'll juke ya

Been havin' chops, bitch, this ain't new to us

Not from Dubai but my chopper, I'll shoot it up

We aim at your mind and you probably could lose your luck

You **** bitches, you really ain't shooting, no

I fucked on this bitch and I wetted her coochie up

You ****' diamonds ain't doing no stupid stuff

Told a little goofy "Just give all this goofy up"

Hundred round clips, they talking no movie stunt

Your life is too boring, that mean that your movie suck

We been getting money, this shit ain't new to us

I got the dreads with the Boosie cut

Might just go shoot up your funeral

My **** soldiers, they said you ain't losing us

Put some lil money on his head (Yeah)

We do the shooting, ain't no **** shooting us

I had to pour up some red (Red)

Pass through the 'Raq and the bitches be choosing us (Bitch)