Ocshn - No Cap Lyrics

Real nigga wanna see the drugs
Real nigga wanna see the cash
Real nigga wanna see that thot
Take off the glock, fill up the gas
F*ck a nigga bitch and I pull out no cap
Snort up the coke and I'm high as a bat
Walk in a store and I pull out my stacks
Blow out the smoke and I rob that shit blank
Ay
Real nigga do no small talk
Pull a grenade and that shit pop boom
Make that bitch drop
Droptop drop dead on a droptop Ay
I pack my bag and make it to the top
Hiking all the way up on the charts
Curry boy makin his mark
Bitch don't stop, we boppin till we drop yeah
F*ck up this beat and I walk in a temple
Pray to my god and I worship the symbol
You know it's all true I'm the prophet I'm humble
Drop all the feelings and follow my rumble
There ain't no discussion I'm causing the trouble
Sippin on lean and I'm ballin on bumble yeah
No cap hah no cap, no cap no cap no cap, yeah
Lil bitch
What's that
Drop outta school
And I'm back
Cash on ya face that's whack
Pull out the purple we drank
Watch out lil bitch I'm on crack
I get a vision I'm makin the millions
What a provision I get that brazilian
House up on the hills we keepin it hidden
Pop up all the pills we do the forbidden
No cap no cap, no cap no cap no cap, yeah
Makin investments I'm workin the money
Strike up the markets I'm gettin the honey
I do the division I'm sorting out business
Walk outta prison, political dummy Ay
Movin that dope, organised crime
Check out my scope, you girl on prime
Write up the lyric, makin them rhyme yeah
Hah
Pullin that mercy
F*ck up your jersey
Im mirin that ramen bring out the shaman
East side looking out for west side
Fry up your models coz I wreck brides
F*ck up your journey you'll need an attorney
I'm winning that tourney ohh oh yeah, no cap
No cap no cap, no cap no cap no cap, yeah
Real nigga wanna see the drugs
Real nigga wanna see the cash
Real nigga wanna see that thot
Take off the glock, fill up the gas
F*ck a nigga bitch and I pull out no cap
Snort up the coke and I'm high as a bat
Walk in a store and I pull out my stacks
Blow out the smoke and I rob that shit blank
Ay
Real nigga do no small talk
Pull a grenade and that shit pop boom
Make that bitch drop
Droptop drop dead on a droptop Ay
I pack my bag and I make it to the top
Hiking all the way up on the charts
Curry boy makin his mark
Bitch don't stop, we boppin till we drop yeah