HUH (feat. Fribble)

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Lil Capo

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E-E-Energy Made This One
Woo
Alright
Alright look
40,000 for the watch, I know you see it gliss
Rappin' on Detroit beats, yeah you know I do not miss
All these bands on me, 50,000 on my wrist
Demon Killer Gang, yeah you know I will not switch
Ayy, fightin' demon killers where the Bible at
Brody, said he wanna earn a name with his title at
Alright, hold on, made three songs - alright, hold on
Made three songs in - alright, hold on, alright
Made three songs in under one hour, man I ain't gon' stop
Satin tryna steal the souls man we got em' on th- alright
Satin tryna steal the souls, man we got em' on the block
Shooting scriptures out my Bible, this my gospel glock
Told the devil give it up, cause he not gon' win
Took a demon just like Melly, man, I killed his friend
Brody keep trying, man I'll do it again
You letting demons speak up on your name, why you doing it then
Alright, yeah
I would say that i'm on ten, but i've been standing on the business
Opposition gon be finished I don't plan to leave no witness
I bet the hollows hit his head it's like a hammer hit and split him
If you hear me say I'm shooting it's a Bible not a blick
And my opposition demons,
they be dying when I flip
Punch me in I grab the mic and feel like Tyson when I spit
I know you see me getting checks, they notice I been in the mix
Alright, someone call a nurse, I know they sick of me
I'm on Gods timing, couple thou got my wrist funny
All this punching in the booth got my lips bloody
I ain't seen the devil in a minute, but he still running
Me and Capo slide with some drac's like it's OvO
The devils not a stepper like I think he got some polio
Like everybody knows you phony bro, Mr Pinocchio
And you nosy bro
Keeping every standard higher than the Himalayas
You can ask my baby she a dime was never nickel chasing
This a tip for satan look for beef and we gon' Chick-Fil-A em'
All that thinking that I'm sweet, I bet I leave them with the bitter faces  
Red letters in the blick, leave his bubble blew
Seen a lot of ups, lot of downs for them W's
Kept my feet up on my rock, it got me stumble proof
Every time I drop it's a hit, like a fumble dude
Up in Heaven where my breads baking
Notice I be clutch with a pen like I'm test taking
Demon stupid if he's thinking that that vest save him
Cause we'll put a cap in his brain, leave his head aching
Fribble Life
What Up, Energy
Yeah

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