Niggas always cappin' on the boy I don't know why
That ain't it like penguins boy that shit is not gon fly
Never be alone I'm always chillin' with the guys
I make sure niggas know exactly who is on they side
I don't ever f*ck around with thots
I cant lead that life you gotta get up out my spot
Put a V right on my back now you know that's a cop
Everybody crazy, when the beat DROP
These niggas just don't understand
These niggas just don't understand
I'm really ruling all the lands
They really don't want the hands
They really don't want the bands
Not about to give a second chance
Not about to let them do my dance
Capricorn but I don't do the cappin'
Why these goofy niggas start the rapping
Swear to god they really got me laughing
Get yo shit and you better start packing
Yeah you better start packing
If I hear one more wack bar we gon have to take you outta action
Good with the pen like inklings
Water round my neck, now it's sinking
That strawberry Fanta I be drinking
Yo career Ant Man, shrinking
I'm flaming niggas like I'm scorpion
I got y'all stressing like accordions
Y'all be boring niggas like historians
They gon know me in that auditorium
Yeah I'm chasing the wealth
Shake the dreads cause I'm feeling myself
Talking out ya neck ain't good for ya health
Shadow sneaking niggas I got the stealth
You bitches be smelling like the Krusty Krab
You niggas be dressing like THE FUCK IS THAT
Everybody really just got me mad
And they sleepin' on the Caps, let's leave it at that
Nah nigga let's bring that shit back
Killing the beat cause I'm on the attack
Summer 19 gon be lit that's a fact
Life gon be sweet like we Cody and Zack
They talking shit but they don't know that's wack
They told me I cannot make it that's cap
Got too much heat they like nigga relax
Making the moves cause I got all the strats
Sauced up, and I'm chasing the bag
Steady moving while these niggas they lag
Gotta fight em off, but that's just a drag
(They ain't worth my time my nigga)
I got the sauce they wish they had, bitch
Young Andre The Iceman - Capricorn Freestyle Lyrics
Young Andre The Iceman - Capricorn Freestyle Lyrics
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Niggas always cappin' on the boy I don't know why
That ain't it like penguins boy that shit is not gon fly
Never be alone I'm always chillin' with the guys
I make sure niggas know exactly who is on they side
I don't ever f*ck around with thots
I cant lead that life you gotta get up out my spot
Put a V right on my back now you know that's a cop
Everybody crazy, when the beat DROP
These niggas just don't understand
These niggas just don't understand
I'm really ruling all the lands
They really don't want the hands
They really don't want the bands
Not about to give a second chance
Not about to let them do my dance
Capricorn but I don't do the cappin'
Why these goofy niggas start the rapping
Swear to god they really got me laughing
Get yo shit and you better start packing
Yeah you better start packing
If I hear one more wack bar we gon have to take you outta action
Good with the pen like inklings
Water round my neck, now it's sinking
That strawberry Fanta I be drinking
Yo career Ant Man, shrinking
I'm flaming niggas like I'm scorpion
I got y'all stressing like accordions
Y'all be boring niggas like historians
They gon know me in that auditorium
Yeah I'm chasing the wealth
Shake the dreads cause I'm feeling myself
Talking out ya neck ain't good for ya health
Shadow sneaking niggas I got the stealth
You bitches be smelling like the Krusty Krab
You niggas be dressing like THE FUCK IS THAT
Everybody really just got me mad
And they sleepin' on the Caps, let's leave it at that
Nah nigga let's bring that shit back
Killing the beat cause I'm on the attack
Summer 19 gon be lit that's a fact
Life gon be sweet like we Cody and Zack
They talking shit but they don't know that's wack
They told me I cannot make it that's cap
Got too much heat they like nigga relax
Making the moves cause I got all the strats
Sauced up, and I'm chasing the bag
Steady moving while these niggas they lag
Gotta fight em off, but that's just a drag
(They ain't worth my time my nigga)
I got the sauce they wish they had, bitch
That ain't it like penguins boy that shit is not gon fly
Never be alone I'm always chillin' with the guys
I make sure niggas know exactly who is on they side
I don't ever f*ck around with thots
I cant lead that life you gotta get up out my spot
Put a V right on my back now you know that's a cop
Everybody crazy, when the beat DROP
These niggas just don't understand
These niggas just don't understand
I'm really ruling all the lands
They really don't want the hands
They really don't want the bands
Not about to give a second chance
Not about to let them do my dance
Capricorn but I don't do the cappin'
Why these goofy niggas start the rapping
Swear to god they really got me laughing
Get yo shit and you better start packing
Yeah you better start packing
If I hear one more wack bar we gon have to take you outta action
Good with the pen like inklings
Water round my neck, now it's sinking
That strawberry Fanta I be drinking
Yo career Ant Man, shrinking
I'm flaming niggas like I'm scorpion
I got y'all stressing like accordions
Y'all be boring niggas like historians
They gon know me in that auditorium
Yeah I'm chasing the wealth
Shake the dreads cause I'm feeling myself
Talking out ya neck ain't good for ya health
Shadow sneaking niggas I got the stealth
You bitches be smelling like the Krusty Krab
You niggas be dressing like THE FUCK IS THAT
Everybody really just got me mad
And they sleepin' on the Caps, let's leave it at that
Nah nigga let's bring that shit back
Killing the beat cause I'm on the attack
Summer 19 gon be lit that's a fact
Life gon be sweet like we Cody and Zack
They talking shit but they don't know that's wack
They told me I cannot make it that's cap
Got too much heat they like nigga relax
Making the moves cause I got all the strats
Sauced up, and I'm chasing the bag
Steady moving while these niggas they lag
Gotta fight em off, but that's just a drag
(They ain't worth my time my nigga)
I got the sauce they wish they had, bitch
Writer: Jawhar Andre
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