Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cap Talk, artist - Birdman. Date of issue: 25.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cap Talk |
| 100 bands up inside a vault |
| Every time we speak, it’s that murder talk (Yeah!) |
| For a fact all these niggas know what it’s 'bout |
| And I know they ain’t havin' the shit I bought |
| When we open that choppa, they draw the chalk (Brrr) |
| Been through it all, these niggas pussy |
| When it comes to this shit, I’ma vet, you a rookie |
| When I see your lil' homies, they starrin' and lookin' |
| My hitters on go and that button, I push it (Boaw) |
| Stick to the rappin', my OG be cookin' |
| Wanted a chance, when they gave it, I took it |
| Up in jail, every day I was hookin' |
| Trial, when I seen it, I didn’t over look it |
| I heard 'em say I was broke (Never) |
| But these niggas know that that’s a cap talk (Bitch) |
| Niggas bitches hate it when they talk |
| I was bangin' and slangin' inside the nawf |
| Whole lot of money, I made it all |
| They ain’t from where I’m from, can’t compare to me (Never) |
| Up the cutta make him draw the chalk (Yeah!) |
| I’ma stretch him, he thinkin' 'bout taggin' me (Boaw) |
| Real blood |
| I won’t walk in the club I ain’t paid (I ain’t paid) |
| I ain’t givin' shoutouts on my page (On my page) |
| Thankin' God for the shit that I made |
| This for my niggas that’s up in the grave |
| Won’t give up, I’ma do it for Dave |
| Fuck everybody want to stamp me |
| Concrete jungle in the hood I played (I prayed) |
| Rich Gang Birdman done stamped me |
| This for my niggas who ain’t here (Ain't here) |
| I traveled some miles to see 'em (See ‘em) |
| Shinin' like a chandelier (Chandelier) |
| You ain’t got to get close to see 'em (See ‘em) |
| Niggas talkin' out they lip (Lip) |
| I see 'em, I shoot above the rim (Boaw) |
| These niggas know what it is (Know, yeah) |
| Big drippin' inside my Tims (Tims) |
| I heard 'em say I was broke (Woo) |
| What the fuck these niggas talkin' ‘bout? |
| (Talkin' ‘bout) |
| These niggas know that that’s cap talk (That's cap) |
| 100 bands up inside a vault |
| Every time we speak, it’s that murder talk (Yeah!) |
| For a fact all these niggas know what it’s 'bout |
| And I know they ain’t havin' the shit I bought |
| When we open that choppa, they draw the chalk (Brrr) |
| Yeah, big comma and big faces (Big faces) |
| Chop 'em down, we will erase ‘em (Yeah) |
| Buss it down then pop it off (Yeah) |
| Don’t give a fuck if I catch a case (Yeah, yeah) |
| No cap (No cap), straight rap (Straight rap) |
| In the trap, 100 racks (100 racks) |
| Been ballin', don’t doubt it (Yeah) |
| Gettin' money, that’s facts (Yeah, that’s facts) |
| Chandeliers, marble floors (Marble floors) |
| Move dope through plenty holes (Through plenty holes) |
| Alligators, crocodiles |
| Automatic Calicos (Calicos) |
| Every nigga with me got money (Got money) |
| Who the fuck said somethin'? |
| (Who the fuck said somethin'?) |
| All these rap shit ain’t nothin' (Ain't nothin') |
| I done passed it down to my youngins (Bleh, bleh!) |
| This for my niggas who ain’t here (Ain't here) |
| I traveled some miles to see 'em (See ‘em) |
| Shinin' like a chandelier (Chandelier) |
| You ain’t got to get close to see 'em (See ‘em) |
| Niggas talkin' out they lip (Lip) |
| I see 'em, I shoot above the rim (Boaw) |
| These niggas know what it is (Know, yeah) |
| Big drippin' inside my Tims (Tims) |
| I heard 'em say I was broke (Woo) |
| What the fuck these niggas talkin' ‘bout? |
| (Talkin' ‘bout) |
| These niggas know that that’s cap talk (That's cap) |
| 100 bands up inside a vault |
| Every time we speak, it’s that murder talk (Yeah!) |
| For a fact all these niggas know what it’s 'bout |
| And I know they ain’t havin' the shit I bought |
| When we open that choppa, they draw the chalk (Brrr) |