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Hmm hmm They got Karlae and Dess in this bitch Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t shit to me you know how I’m coming Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’ And my crib came with amenities your shit ain’t got no oven Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t shit to me you know how I’m coming Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’ And my crib came with amenities your shit ain’t got no oven Cap ain’t nothin’ Bitch I rock that fitted I hop in that Bentley truck, you hop in that rented Bitch we know you green and all my bitches trained to go We gon’ take off with your shit you know we kickin’ down your door You know we leaving niggas broke Boy that’s your ass I need Louis, Prada, I need Fendi bags And no nigga getting my attention with no cakе If you ain’t getting no money nigga stay up out my face Anyways this cap ain’t nothin’ Thеse racks ain’t nothin’ I’ve been bickin back all this money coming Had to call this strap, bitch I see you running Letras de cancionesI’mma pop it at your back because I heard that you be frontin’ But I know that Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t shit to me you know how I’m coming Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’ And my crib came with amenities your shit ain’t got no oven Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t shit to me you know how I’m coming Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’ And my crib came with amenities your shit ain’t got no oven No you hoes ain’t fucking with me And my fanny hundred fifty I don’t even talk to niggas all i say is “fuck you give me” If I want it he gon’ spend it Ain’t no question or he winnin’ 150 in my ear finna take off on a Lear Man these bitches don’t mean shit to me I made her pay the fee Set a nigga right up in his sleep he bustin’ in his dreams Can’t approach me I’m too mean Saditty bitch but I love me a nigga spoiling me Fuck him good he feelin’ me Don’t approach me like no rookie bitch it’s Big Dess to you Told that girl she better not come for me you shoot your shot gon’ lose How I’m walkin’ on this shit I got ‘em trippin’, tie your shoes We hit Magic then Allure I swear we ‘bout to make the news Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t shit to me you know how I’m coming Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’ And my crib came with amenities your shit ain’t got no oven Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t shit to me you know how I’m coming Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’ And my crib came with amenities your shit ain’t got no oven Bitch I’m swerving in that Hellcat Know you smell that Too many diamonds on my wrist lil bitch gon’ run and tell that I need big Ms nigga I ain’t talkin’ Big Mac I make big cheese, guess that’s why these bitches turn rat Play your cards right honey we ain’t playing poker You a joker Guess that’s why you always broke uh I’m a savage, ain’t talkin’ 21 or black jack I’m a maverick you can tell I’m ballin’ by the bag Dumb bitch I can’t kick it with you on no fun shit Need my blue strips so I can’t kick it with no bum bitch Need a rover I know you broke look at your clothes, yeah Bitch move over, better hope I don’t expose ya, hey From Letras Mania