Karaoke Captain Crunch av Babyface Ray, Icewear Vezzo, Sada Baby, Trippie Redd — sjung med på texten på Singa

LåttextCaptain Crunch

Yeah

Pussy n###a said

he gon' kill me

Hm I don't give a fuck

I'm gon' die anyway haha

Tell ya yeah yeah

Talk about them P's

got a bunch n###a

Wake up in the morning

brush my teeth

and grab my gun n###a

Forty on the wrist

colored diamonds Cap'n Crunch n###a

Oh you sipping on Tris

we sipping Wock' ha dumb n###a

Got it out the bricks

yeah fuck n###a

If you said it's up lil' n###a

then know it's up wit' ya

Best believe we gon' find your bitch

ass n###a I'm gon' get up wit' ya

We nuts if we come

we gon' bust at ya

Fuck a bitch fuck 12 lil' n###a

I don't need no cuffs n###a

Politicing and pimping in that Vette

leave a hater in the dust n###a

Takin' all your shit in my chain

that's Snow on tha Bluff n###a

Now get up outta here

yeah aight I'ma fuck wit' ya

Don't be reaching for my chain huh

you know we pop n###as

Call this Backwood Gang why

Because my opps in it

Open up that closet yeah

I got big mop in it

They don't buy no drank from me

huh 'cause I rerock n###a

Fuck n###a we could shoot or box

you know we punch n###as

Every time we see y'all out

we eat y'all n###as lunch menus

Eight of Wock' in my cream soda

it ain't no cut in it

Play with mine you gon' die today

right now come try your luck n###a

I'll give a goofy all headshots

like is you dumb or nah

You sink n###as

won't front me no more bags

'cause I be runnin' off

Bust Cuban and rosegold Presi'

blown yeah that's a hundred ball

Fuck the stage

I ain't doing no more shows

unless my gun involved

Talk about them P's

got a bunch n###a

Wake up in the morning

brush my teeth

and grab my gun n###a

Forty on the wrist

colored diamonds

Cap'n Crunch n###a

Oh you sipping on Tris

we sipping Wock' dumb n###a

Got it out the bricks

yeah fuck n###a

If you said it's up lil' n###a

then know it's up wit' ya

Best believe

we gon' find your bitch ass

n###a I'm gon' get up wit' ya

We nuts if we come

we gon' bust at ya

Trippin' off the red

with Trippie Redd Vezz'

keep counting up blues

You already dead

if me and my mans

get to walking up to you

Make a bitch gave 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 to me

'bout no music

Ooh all my clothes

exclusive spin move your ho elusive

Put the dope on the road that's lucrative

then make it back home it's secluded

Up big five shoot it

I'm big fire booling

Tell a bitch be quiet the rudest

Shut your ass up mute it

My trap jumping grooving huh

Pass me that cup pass me that blunt

pass me that gun skuba huh

Racking it up is you packing or what

Who bagging me up

The whoopers

The apes the shooters

The Dracs we use 'em

we hate computers

Talk about them P's

got a bunch n###a

Wake up in the morning

brush my teeth

and grab my gun n###a

Forty on the wrist

colored diamonds

Cap'n Crunch n###a

Oh you sipping on Tris

we sipping Wock'

dumb n###a

Got it out the bricks yeah

fuck n###a

If you said it's up

lil' n###a then know

it's up wit' ya

Best believe we gon' find your bitch

ass n###a I'm gon' get up wit' ya

We nuts if we come

we gon' bust at ya

I ain't drinking no Tris

I don't fuck with no snitch

You a broke ass lame n###a

I ain't touching yo' bitch

I'm humble I ain't soft n###a

have yo' ass go blitz

Used to pray for a whole thing

keep one on my wrist

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

trapping ain't dead these n###as scared

Yeah my n###as 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 to Usain and bolt

Can't believe they let me

in the game skeeting a famous ho

Cuban links diamonds full of pointers

I don't do chains with ropes

Talk about them P's

got a bunch n###a

Wake up in the morning

brush my teeth

and grab my gun n###a

Forty on the wrist

colored diamonds Cap'n

Crunch n###a

Oh you sipping on Tris

we sipping Wock'

dumb n###a

Got it out the bricks

yeah fuck n###a

If you said it's up lil' n###a

then know it's up wit' ya

Best believe we gon' find your bitch

ass n###a I'm gon' get up wit' ya

We nuts if we come

we gon' bust at ya

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Upphovsrättsinnehavare
Tobias Dekker, Sil Van Bebber, Michael Lamar II White, Casada Aaron Sorrell, Chivez Smith, Marcellus Rayvon Register, Peter Jideonwo, Anton Martin Mendo