Lyrics CapAlot - TwanBands

Yeah
HB shit forever
LIE
YEAH
Aye bands
To busy trapping I can't rap a lot
You ain't never in the mountains boy you cap a lot
My nigga ken told me up the numbers
Told my niggas we got na fuck next summer
I just bussed a couple jugs I got some jacks coming
You can check my net worth im really up something
Instagram ass niggas ain't gone shoot nothing
That's you bitch you ain't know the whole crew fucking
Hop up out the whip I got the stick who wanna shoot something
Don't make blow this bitch
Only paid nine hundred for these new runners
See the gang you gone think we rich
Brody pour up four I pour up four with him
I ain't get no hand outs I had to go get
Only four my uncle had a half of ticket made me want chicken
I was in the kitchen trying cook with him
YEAH
I was in the kitchen trying cook with him
I was in the kitchen trying cook with him
I cant go to sleep cause my phone keep ringing
In and out your bitch I see her phone keep ringing
Mama told me stack na my roll getting bigger
Try me forty blow a hole in a nigga
Forty blow a hole in a nigga
Try me forty blow a hole in a nigga