Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Aint Change , by - Kappa. Song from the album Kap Your Names On Da Beat, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 03.04.2020
Record label: Foreixn, Left Lane
Song language: English
Aint Change |
| Kap you names on the beat ! |
| Iceburg |
| Yuh, yuh, cmon |
| Yuh, huh |
| When I got money I swear it done changed |
| These pussy ass n*ggas ain’t rocking like this |
| Heard he got his chain snatched, he ain’t get shit for it (huh) |
| N*ggas going out like a bitch |
| I be up all night getting high? |
| I seen the blitz, he pull out all kinds of tricks (yuh) |
| Stuck with my gang, I never divide this shit |
| I kept on adding the money, subtracting the haters |
| Now I multiply my wrist |
| Like a damn? |
| Run a play, down, set, hut free Ralo |
| N*ggas can’t call my bluff, smoking white runtz |
| Im just getting high by the puff |
| Im sending shots, I make em huh (Kap you names on the beat) |
| I make em duck |
| My price when uppity up |
| Might ride in a all black Cadillac truck |
| Money so old just like Harriet Tubman |
| Play with me n*gga, I bury your nuts |
| ?, chop up his hand he be touched |
| Backend coming, Im booked up for months |
| Come from the trash, but now I eat lamb for lunch |
| Young n*ggas pulled up ram truck, said they went up one |
| Coulda bought a lamb truck |
| But I bought more guns |
| Broke n*gga talking Iceburg lemme hold something |
| Two big balls and a dick when I hold dat |
| Coulda got me a brick, but i bought me a Rolex |
| They gon put me where the goat at |
| I drip yea thats for sure that |
| Iceburg freezing the bitch make her ask where her coat at |
| All this water on me, bitch better off asking me where a boat at |
| Bitch shutup, I put that dick where her throat at |
| Racks, stacks im never gon go back |
| Cappin ass n*gga keep talking bout the hood but can’t even go back |
| Just pulled in my hood,? |
| When I got money I swear it done changed |
| These pussy ass n*ggas ain’t rocking like this |
| Heard he got his chain snatched, he ain’t get shit for it (huh) |
| N*ggas going out like a bitch |
| I be up all night getting high? |
| I seen the blitz, he pull out all kinds of tricks (yuh) |
| Stuck with my gang, I never divide this shit |
| I kept on adding the money, subtracting the haters |
| Now I multiply my wrist |
| Like a damn? |
| Run a play, down, set, hut free Ralo |
| N*ggas can’t call my bluff, smoking white runtz |
| Im just getting high by the puff |