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Young MA - Trap or Cap Lyrics
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(Zombie on da track)

Let me take a swig of that Henny real quick
Too many cappin' niggas man
Too many cappin' bitches out here man
Either you gettin' money or you cappin'
That's it

Uh, pushin' Vs, hundreds in my jeans, that's a hundred Gs
Bougie bitch, says she wanna leave, well f*ck it leave
You ain't got no car and you ain't got no keys (you ain't got no keys)
Now call that UBER to take you home
And when you leave leave me alone (skrrt, skrrt)
Don't hit my phone
Pour me up some Hennessy, roll up a bone, I'm tired of hoes
How the hell you broke but wearing designer clothes?
You stupid hoe (stupid), I swear I'm through with those 'cause damn they do the most
That clouting shit, I don't care 'bout the shit
I don't care if you've known
Them cappin' guys, always rappin' lies but be a rat inside
Chasin' cheese, I'm out here chasin' green
You either trap or die
What's brackin' five (brackin' five), we packin' 30s, 40s, and we packin' 9s
I'm packin' mine, my pockets fat inside 'cause bitch I'm stackin' mine
If you ain't comin' out to make no money then nigga go back inside (go back inside)
Was sober for a minute, I drank that Henny and now I'm back alive
Yeah I'm humble but I got different sides, so ayy, don't act surprised
Redlyfe gang, we wilin' out (Redlyfe)
Rich nigga without havin' clout (uh-huh)

Ayy, either you trappin' or you cappin'
Man, pick a side
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
Ain't no switchin' sides
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
Period

Ayy, ayy
Flip a check soon as you get a check, make that money stretch (make that money stretch)
Spend a check, just to get a bitch, man that's a dummy flex (dummy flex)
Goofy guys, we don't know them niggas, we like, "Who dem guys?" (Who dem guys?)
'Cause where I'm from it's do or die, you do for me, I do for mine
Hoppin' out the foreign with the Louie slides, movie time (movie time)
Go against the gang, that's a suicide, don't do it slime (don't do it slime)
Never snitchin', if I do the crime, I'ma do the time
Never switchin', if you forever loyal I'll forever ride
Handle business, mind my business, f*ck your business, not my business
I be where that money at, this not lean it's Cognac
Damn, I need that loud pack, where brodie at? (Yerr)
Man, I swear I act just like my zodiac (Aries shit)
Shout out my SG niggas, that's what my crodie jack (crodie)
Can't say you loyal to me, nah, you gotta show me that (you gotta show me)
I'ma hold me down, ya'll niggas can't hold me back (y'all niggas can't hold me back)
Redlyfe gang we wilin' out (gang), rich nigga without havin' clout (uh)

Ayy, either you trappin' or you cappin'
Man, pick a side
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
Ain't no switchin' sides
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
Period

Ayy, ooh

Rich niggas out here man
Fake flexin'
You either getting money or you gettin', yah mean?
Or you tellin' lies man
You out here cappin'
Too many niggas out here cappin'
Bitches cappin'
Actin' like they got it
Too many niggas out here actin like they got it
Spendin' money, and they ain't even got it
Just to impress
Y'all weird bro
C'mon man, get your money up, man

Ayy, either you trappin' or you cappin'
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
(Zombie on da track)
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(Zombie on da track)

Let me take a swig of that Henny real quick
Too many cappin' niggas man
Too many cappin' bitches out here man
Either you gettin' money or you cappin'
That's it

Uh, pushin' Vs, hundreds in my jeans, that's a hundred Gs
Bougie bitch, says she wanna leave, well f*ck it leave
You ain't got no car and you ain't got no keys (you ain't got no keys)
Now call that UBER to take you home
And when you leave leave me alone (skrrt, skrrt)
Don't hit my phone
Pour me up some Hennessy, roll up a bone, I'm tired of hoes
How the hell you broke but wearing designer clothes?
You stupid hoe (stupid), I swear I'm through with those 'cause damn they do the most
That clouting shit, I don't care 'bout the shit
I don't care if you've known
Them cappin' guys, always rappin' lies but be a rat inside
Chasin' cheese, I'm out here chasin' green
You either trap or die
What's brackin' five (brackin' five), we packin' 30s, 40s, and we packin' 9s
I'm packin' mine, my pockets fat inside 'cause bitch I'm stackin' mine
If you ain't comin' out to make no money then nigga go back inside (go back inside)
Was sober for a minute, I drank that Henny and now I'm back alive
Yeah I'm humble but I got different sides, so ayy, don't act surprised
Redlyfe gang, we wilin' out (Redlyfe)
Rich nigga without havin' clout (uh-huh)

Ayy, either you trappin' or you cappin'
Man, pick a side
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
Ain't no switchin' sides
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
Period

Ayy, ayy
Flip a check soon as you get a check, make that money stretch (make that money stretch)
Spend a check, just to get a bitch, man that's a dummy flex (dummy flex)
Goofy guys, we don't know them niggas, we like, "Who dem guys?" (Who dem guys?)
'Cause where I'm from it's do or die, you do for me, I do for mine
Hoppin' out the foreign with the Louie slides, movie time (movie time)
Go against the gang, that's a suicide, don't do it slime (don't do it slime)
Never snitchin', if I do the crime, I'ma do the time
Never switchin', if you forever loyal I'll forever ride
Handle business, mind my business, f*ck your business, not my business
I be where that money at, this not lean it's Cognac
Damn, I need that loud pack, where brodie at? (Yerr)
Man, I swear I act just like my zodiac (Aries shit)
Shout out my SG niggas, that's what my crodie jack (crodie)
Can't say you loyal to me, nah, you gotta show me that (you gotta show me)
I'ma hold me down, ya'll niggas can't hold me back (y'all niggas can't hold me back)
Redlyfe gang we wilin' out (gang), rich nigga without havin' clout (uh)

Ayy, either you trappin' or you cappin'
Man, pick a side
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
Ain't no switchin' sides
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
Period

Ayy, ooh

Rich niggas out here man
Fake flexin'
You either getting money or you gettin', yah mean?
Or you tellin' lies man
You out here cappin'
Too many niggas out here cappin'
Bitches cappin'
Actin' like they got it
Too many niggas out here actin like they got it
Spendin' money, and they ain't even got it
Just to impress
Y'all weird bro
C'mon man, get your money up, man

Ayy, either you trappin' or you cappin'
Either you trappin' or you cappin'
(Zombie on da track)
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