letra de captain - yung zyrex
[chorus]
n-ggas was laughin’ when i said i’m rappin’, now they bow down to me like i’m a captain, these n-ggas lying when they say they be strappin’, keep on lackin’ and them choppas start clappin’
n-ggas think they tough all on my block and you know i walk around with that mop, stupid n-ggas cappin’ they better stop, [they] wearing fake gucci i’m counting my guap, i walk around and i carry that draco, i’m makin’ them dollars, i’m makin’ them peso’s, these n-ggas goofy yeah they stay playin’ halo, these n-ggas be sus as f-ck but i ain’t g-y tho, not devtakeflight but i’ll still blow em’ back, gucci belt on me cost bout a rack, finna buy a mcm backpack, f-ck around and get hit with the strap
[verse 1]
y’all n-ggas mad cause i got gucci, y’all n-ggas mad cause you all goofy, y’all n-ggas mad cause you broke as f-ck and you can’t get no god d-mn booty, got 3 tracks and they all hits, don’t think so? i don’t give a sh-t, i ain’t a blood i ain’t a crip, but all i know is that you’s a b-tch
[verse 2]
n-ggas think they tough cause they got some dreads i’ll rip them dreads out they f-cking head, i’ll k!ll a n-gga make him drop dead, this ain’t fortnite you don’t get meds, i’m a rich n-gga i make h-lla bread, got a big choppa and the laser red, you’s a p-ssy n-gga like some gingerbread, i’ll cut you off like some f-cking thread
[verse 3]
i will swipe yo money like my name is swiper, they tell me no swiping, then i’ll pull out my sniper, shot that n-gga in his thigh, i think he’s a goner, my choppa lifting weights yeah my choppa getting stronger
i will f-cking conquer, money getting longer, make a p-ssy n-gga run like he is a jogger, i wear so much designer people think that i’m sponsored, donald trump be looking orange like wonder over yonder (aye)
[chorus]
n-ggas was laughin’ when i said i’m rappin’, now they bow down to me like i’m a captain, these n-ggas lying when they say they be strappin’, keep on lackin’ and them choppas start clappin’
n-ggas think they tough all on my block and you know i walk around with that mop, stupid n-ggas cappin’ they better stop, [they] wearing fake gucci i’m counting my guap, i walk around and i carry that draco i’m makin’ them dollars, i’m makin’ them peso’s, these n-ggas goofy yeah they stay playin’ halo, these n-ggas be sus as f-ck but i ain’t g-y tho, not devtakeflight but i’ll still blow em’ back, gucci belt on me cost bout a rack, finna buy a mcm backpack, f-ck around and get hit with the strap
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