Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Cap, artist - Pop Smoke. Date of issue: 04.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Cap |
| Quincy Tellem |
| Man can never doubt no verse I done |
| Are you fuckin' dumb? |
| Had man on the pavement curl up, slumped |
| Come like he’s fuckin' drunk |
| Money gets made and spun |
| Same way clips get filled and dumped |
| I went up cunch |
| Way before I spent a couple bills on lunch |
| The money just keeps on comin' |
| But I still ain’t eatin' good |
| The feds keep takin' away my bros |
| I’m really not feelin' good |
| I think I know why dude don’t like man |
| Cah his girfriend receivin' hood |
| Run man down 'til I crease my bugs |
| I’m a young boss tryna make my people’s good |
| Bad boys in the Lambeth borough |
| We don’t know nuttin' 'bout 'sorry' |
| From young I was buyin' it straight |
| We didn’t know much about conny |
| We do, they copy |
| But the difference, we do that properly |
| At the top, nobody can stop me |
| And she’s givin' out ten-ten sloppy |
| She like the way that I swag |
| She like the sound of my voice |
| They say that they’re drillin' on us |
| Them niggas ain’t got no points |
| Now I got her archin' her back, tryna fling it |
| Now we fling it on them other boys |
| She said that I’m with it, no cap |
| Cah I’m different from them other boys |
| She like the way that I swag |
| She like the sound of my voice |
| They say that they’re drillin' on us |
| Them niggas ain’t got no points |
| Now I got her archin' her back, tryna fling it |
| Now we fling it on them other boys |
| She said that I’m with it, no cap |
| Cah I’m different from them other boys |
| No cap when I’m rappin' |
| Get a man down, no chattin' |
| Come through wherever I am |
| Why you think I do so much Snappin'? |
| Money, I’m mashin' |
| That’s why money I’m stackin' |
| Bro’s in the wok house smashin', whack him |
| G grips on crackin' |
| They say unlocked this rap ting |
| I’m like a iPhone and Samsung |
| I done up his bro, no rampin' |
| The only thing he had was a tantrum |
| The beef was real intense, no campin', campin' |
| Shavers out tryna stab him |
| Or lean out the ride tryna blam him |
| Got bagged for the mad ting |
| Buss that case, what a sad ting |
| Now I’m out here tryna make things happen, happen |
| I’m young and fly like Aladdin |
| I told mumzy 'everyting patterned' |
| Then it happened |
| Now it’s back to the same old pattern |
| The money just keeps on comin' |
| But I still ain’t eatin' good |
| The feds keep takin' away my bros |
| I’m really not feelin' good |
| I think I know why dude don’t like man |
| Cah his girfriend receivin' hood |
| Run man down 'til I crease my bugs |
| I’m a young boss tryna make my people’s good |
| Bad boys in the Lambeth borough |
| We don’t know nuttin' 'bout 'sorry' |
| From young I was buyin' it straight |
| We didn’t know much about conny |
| We do, they copy |
| But the difference, we do that properly |
| Out on top, nobody can stop me |
| And she’s givin' out ten-ten sloppy |
| She like the way that I swag |
| She like the sound of my voice |
| They say that they’re drillin' on us |
| Them niggas ain’t got no points |
| Now I got her archin' her back, tryna fling it |
| Now we fling it on them other boys |
| She said that I’m with it, no cap |
| Cah I’m different from them other boys |
| She like the way that I swag |
| She like the sound of my voice |
| They say that they’re drillin' on us |
| Them niggas ain’t got no points |
| Now I got her archin' her back, tryna fling it |
| Now we fling it on them other boys |
| She said that I’m with it, no cap |
| Cah I’m different from them other boys |
| I want you to get this fuck where he breathes! |
| I want you to find this nancy-boy Eliot Ness |
| I want him dead! |
| I want his family dead! |
| I want his house burned to the ground! |
| I wanna go there in the middle of the night and I wanna piss on his ashes! |