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Big Boss Finesse - No Cap Lyrics



Big Boss Finesse - No Cap Lyrics




I put the wood in your hand to trust you foe

Ima real ass nigga no cap
What they saying they is
That's cap
What, what
Ayy, Ayy
I pour a 4 up of the act
Man that shit that help me relax
Uh, uhh
The money new so it's stuck like glue
When I thumb through
It got to be dubs or blues
Young nigga in love with it too
Can't trust a bitch cause she gone choose
These niggas be frontin' they move
Ain't moving how they say they move
Play with us get poked tattoos
My niggas move O's we'll X you out too

3 in a row that's tic tac toe
She a little hoe
So you know
She gone go
Me and bro bro
Don't fall over hoes you
Please don't flex
Cause we'll take it though
I'm Steppin' on necks
And applying pressure though
Little bitch want some sex
I just want the neck though
You want some shit
You can't qualify for
No, no, no
Please don't tell me shit
I can't do
Last time I check bitch
I move when I want to move
Last time I check bitch
I do what I want to do
I rather be saucin'
Cause you can run out of juice
She see I'm ballin
She on my dick
That ain't none new
You see my bluff
Then call it
You was wrong we pull cards too
Ayy
Told motherf*ckers summer 19 ima take off
Better tune in cause we finna take off
Know I spit crack yea I spit straight raw
Hit her from the back like ima big dawg
These niggas be hating I ain't do nothing to yal
The ball in your court so nigga just ball
You tweak with some tweakers
Than we get pissed off
We pistol squeezing on the ground
We leave yal
The scene we leave I don't know nothing
Nah
Spend racks in Neiman's just to
F*ck cash off
Where your money
You then smoked it all
You broke as hell
Got nobody to call
Ayy
But it's no handouts
Got to get it on your own
Ayy
You either get a job or the streets you go
Got to get it how you live
Yea I understand kid
Was down bad as hell
Ain't water and gas in the crib

Ima real ass nigga no cap
What they saying they is
That's cap
What, what
Ayy, Ayy
I pour a 4 up of the act
Man that shit that help me relax
Uh, uhh
The money new so it's stuck like glue
When I thumb through
It got to be dubs or blues
Young nigga in love with it too
Can't trust a bitch cause she gone choose
These niggas be frontin' they move
Ain't moving how they say they move
Play with us get poked tattoos
My niggas move O's we'll X you out too

That's tic tac toe
Hoe
So you know
She gone go
Bro bro
Don't fall over hoes you
Don't flex
Cause we'll take it though
Necks
Applying pressure though
Little bitch want some sex
I just want the neck though
You want some shit
You can't qualify for
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I put the wood in your hand to trust you foe

Ima real ass nigga no cap
What they saying they is
That's cap
What, what
Ayy, Ayy
I pour a 4 up of the act
Man that shit that help me relax
Uh, uhh
The money new so it's stuck like glue
When I thumb through
It got to be dubs or blues
Young nigga in love with it too
Can't trust a bitch cause she gone choose
These niggas be frontin' they move
Ain't moving how they say they move
Play with us get poked tattoos
My niggas move O's we'll X you out too

3 in a row that's tic tac toe
She a little hoe
So you know
She gone go
Me and bro bro
Don't fall over hoes you
Please don't flex
Cause we'll take it though
I'm Steppin' on necks
And applying pressure though
Little bitch want some sex
I just want the neck though
You want some shit
You can't qualify for
No, no, no
Please don't tell me shit
I can't do
Last time I check bitch
I move when I want to move
Last time I check bitch
I do what I want to do
I rather be saucin'
Cause you can run out of juice
She see I'm ballin
She on my dick
That ain't none new
You see my bluff
Then call it
You was wrong we pull cards too
Ayy
Told motherf*ckers summer 19 ima take off
Better tune in cause we finna take off
Know I spit crack yea I spit straight raw
Hit her from the back like ima big dawg
These niggas be hating I ain't do nothing to yal
The ball in your court so nigga just ball
You tweak with some tweakers
Than we get pissed off
We pistol squeezing on the ground
We leave yal
The scene we leave I don't know nothing
Nah
Spend racks in Neiman's just to
F*ck cash off
Where your money
You then smoked it all
You broke as hell
Got nobody to call
Ayy
But it's no handouts
Got to get it on your own
Ayy
You either get a job or the streets you go
Got to get it how you live
Yea I understand kid
Was down bad as hell
Ain't water and gas in the crib

Ima real ass nigga no cap
What they saying they is
That's cap
What, what
Ayy, Ayy
I pour a 4 up of the act
Man that shit that help me relax
Uh, uhh
The money new so it's stuck like glue
When I thumb through
It got to be dubs or blues
Young nigga in love with it too
Can't trust a bitch cause she gone choose
These niggas be frontin' they move
Ain't moving how they say they move
Play with us get poked tattoos
My niggas move O's we'll X you out too

That's tic tac toe
Hoe
So you know
She gone go
Bro bro
Don't fall over hoes you
Don't flex
Cause we'll take it though
Necks
Applying pressure though
Little bitch want some sex
I just want the neck though
You want some shit
You can't qualify for
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Joshua Harvey
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Performed By: Big Boss Finesse
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Joshua Harvey

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