Captain Crunch

Yeah Pussy niggas said they gon' kill me Hmm, I don't give a fuck, I was gon' die anyway Tell ya, yeah, yeah Talk about them P's (P's) Got a bunch, nigga Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Captain Crunch, nigga Oh, you sipping on Tris We sipping Wock', dumb nigga Got it out the bricks, yeah Fuck nigga (fuck nigga, fuck nigga) If you said it's up lil' nigga, then you know it's up with you Best believe we gon' find your bitch ass, nigga, I'm gon' get up with you (we nuts) If we come, we gon' bust at you Fuck a bitch, fuck 12, little nigga, I don't need no cuffs, nigga (cuffs) Politickin' and pimpin' in that 'Vette, leave a hater in the dust, nigga (skrrt) Takin' all your shit, in my chain, that's snow on the bluff, nigga (yeah) Now get up outta here Yeah, aight, I'ma fuck with ya Don't be reaching for my chain You know we pop niggas (bitch) Call us Backwood gang (why?) Because my opps in it Open up that closet, yeah I got big mop in it (they poppin') They don't buy no drink from me 'Cause I rerock, nigga Fuck nigga, we can shoot ot box (yeah) You know we punch niggas (nigga) Every time we see y'all out, we eat, y'all niggas lunch menus Eight of Wock' in my cream soda (that Wock') It ain't no cut in it (uh-uh) Play with mine, you gon' die today right now, come try your luck, nigga I'll give a goofy all headshots, like is you dumb or naw You sink niggas won't front me no more bags 'Cause I be running off (fuck 'em) Bust Cuban and rose gold Presi' blown, yeah, that's a 100 ball (yes) Fuck the stage, I ain't doing no more shows unless my gun involved, nigga Talk about them P's (P's) Got a bunch, nigga Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Captain Crunch, nigga Oh, you sipping on Tris We sipping Wock', dumb nigga Got it out the bricks, yeah Fuck nigga (fuck nigga, fuck nigga) If you said it's up lil' nigga, then you know it's up with you Best believe we gon' find your bitch ass, nigga, I'm gon' get up with you (we nuts) If we come, we gon' bust at you (mount up) Tripping off the red with Trippie Redd Vezz keep counting up blues (okay) You already dead If me and my mans get to walking up to you (bye) Like a bitch give me head, her and her friends, yeah, they 'bout to do it If you ain't got no bands, I'm just saying, don't talk about no music All my clothes exclusive Spin move your ho, elusive Put the dope on the road, that's lucrative Then make it back home, secluded Up big fast, shoot it I'm big five, boolin' Tell a bitch be quiet, the rudest Shut your ass up, mute it (okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) My trap jump, groovin' (huh) Pass me that cup Pass me that blunt Pass me that gun, Scuba, huh Racking it up, is you packing or what? Who backing me up? The whoopers, the apes, the shooters The Dracs, we use them We hate computers Talk about them P's (P's) Got a bunch, nigga Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Captain Crunch, nigga Oh, you sipping on Tris We sipping Wock', dumb nigga Got it out the bricks, yeah Fuck nigga (fuck nigga, fuck nigga) If you said it's up lil' nigga, then you know it's up with you Best believe we gon' find your bitch ass, nigga, I'm gon' get up with you (we nuts) If we come, we gon' bust at you Yeah, I ain't drinking no Tris (nah) I don't fuck with no snitch (nah) You a broke ass lame nigga I ain't touching your bitch I'm humble, I ain't soft, nigga Have the youngins go blitz ( go get 'em) Used to pray for a whole thing Keep one on my wrist (everyday) D to the O, me and Trippie Redd Actavis, baby, I'm sipping red Got my advance from dealing meds Bro rock Yeezy in the feds Trappin' ain't dead, these niggas scared (yeah, that's crazy) My niggas trained to go Fuck my bitch, fuck my bitch best friend I'ma just blame the dope Police came, hit the lights on me Turn Usain and bolt Can't believe they let me in the game, skeetin' a famous ho Cuban links, diamonds full of pointers, I don't do chains with ropes Talk about them P's (P's) Got a bunch, nigga Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Captain Crunch, nigga Oh, you sipping on Tris We sipping Wock', dumb nigga Got it out the bricks, yeah Fuck nigga (fuck nigga, fuck nigga) If you said it's up lil' nigga, then you know it's up with you Best believe we gon' find your bitch ass, nigga, I'm gon' get up with you (we nuts) If we come, we gon' bust at you