| Aye man, you know how I’m rockin'
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| You know what I’m sayin', cutoff stockings
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| All designer man getcho grind up you know
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| I got a Breightling for the timer that ain’t nun new, you know what I’m sayin'
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| But all these motherfuckin' Margiela shoes I bought Is for me cappin' you know
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| what I’m saying?
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| I’m Cappin'
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| shoes cost about 10
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| Hunnid dollar bills and I’m riding in that nasty
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| Dragin', racin' in traffic
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| Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average
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| I’m Cappin
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| (Hey) Cap
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| (Hey) Cap
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| (Hey) Cap
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| I’m cappin'
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| (Hey, hey) Blood Cap
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| This for Blood and Cap
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| Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap
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| This for Cap this for Blood, ridin' round with my thud
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| G-L-O G-A-N-G we not with that giving up
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| Don’t expect me to give you hug
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| Bullets coming fill you up
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| Oreo Double Stuffed, Nigga get yo feelings hurt
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| Boy, I got that Pizza Hut, Giordanos which one you want?
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| Get that Grezielda Blanco like
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| «Aye, lil Pablo where da fuck ya goin'?»
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| In the club froze I bought the bar I don’t even want it
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| I don’t drink no alcohol I be drinking that lean I’m snoring |