Capo Lee - Baitest Sound Lyrics

I don't know, I don't know
I don't know what they're talkin' about
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know
I swear
What's man sayin'?
Ahaha
Skang

Baitest sound
Still runnin' round chasin' pound (yeah)
My vocal on instrumental
Yeah, that is their favourite sound (yeah)
When you was learnin' how to act bad
I was learnin' how to break it down (chyeah)
The same ones that didn't believe in a ting
All wanna embrace it now (yeah, yeah)
Baitest sound
Still runnin' round chasin' pound
That sound when I'm countin' my money
That's one of my favorite sounds (woi-woi, woi-woi)
When you was learnin' how to act bad
I was learnin' how to break it down (oh yeah)
The same ones that didn't believe in a ting
All wanna embrace it now

Hmm, makin' moves
I woke up in the strangest mood
Statistically I should be dead now
I'll give thanks that we made it through
In a hot country with my toes out
And my hotel's got an amazin' view (haha)
Man like me move calm on the road
But you know I got somethin' for a pagan yute (skang)
Hmm, I'm very important
So I never beg endorsement (yeah, yeah)
Diss me, it's on sight
I'll see you and move to your car like a traffic warden
We're livin' in a time where man would draw you out
You do somethin' mad and man turn informant (crazy)
I'm a captain for Morgan
Flashin' 'em Gordon
Henny and weed in my organs (oh yeah)
R.i.p. To my G's that I'm missin'
I'ma continue the mission
Came for the coin, no ism or schism
Still BBK it's the same coalition
And I came for the smoke (coldest smoke)
Some man are out here doin' any rasclaat thing to promote
Dissin' me to girls I've beat, call you on the beat
Dem ting that we don't condone (get what I'm sayin')

(Moesh)
I'm gonna keep this brief
You can't take Shorty for a chief
You can't violate me then sleep at your mum's
I'll be pullin' up there next week
Drapes man, kick out your two front teeth
Smash up your new car that you just leased
That's one scenario that I thought of
Deep down I just wanna make peace
See, I had the problem
I had too much expectation
I used to expect tings from people
Then I would just end up ragin'
Big boy moves that I'm makin'
I had to put on my apron
To protect me from all the paigons hatin'
Causin' a complication
I stopped smokin' weed
True say, it was sendin' me loopy
Catch me smokin' my vape
Your girl want some 'cause it smells all fruity
I got my head screwed on now
I'm lovin' the new me
I don't need no new friends
'Cause a lot of mandem are movin' booky (skang)

Baitest sound
Still runnin' round chasin' pound (yeah)
My vocal on instrumental
Yeah, that is their favorite sound (yeah)
When you was learnin' how to act bad
I was learnin' how to break it down (chyeah)
The same ones that didn't believe in a ting
All wanna embrace it now (yeah, yeah)
Baitest sound
Still runnin' round chasin' pound
That sound when I'm countin' my money
That's one of my favorite sounds (woi-woi, woi-woi)
When you was learnin' how to act bad
I was learnin' how to break it down (oh yeah)
The same ones that didn't believe in a ting
All wanna embrace it now

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know what to say to man
That don't know bout 'Too Many Man' or 'If You Don't Know'
Yeah, 'Man Don't Care'
Or man that still ain't heard 'Nang' or 'Tekkers', sekky
F*ckin' hell, way back move wrecky
Bait sound, straight facts like Fekky
Bu-bu-bang, take that like (jeez)
Man know that I don't blaze
But last year man spent racks on grain
Racks on lights, racks on haze
Videos look like they're Hollywood made
See me talkin' with Mat,
Walkin' with Matt Walker from the Richmore days
Every man in the cinema rave
Then put your feet up and kick off your J's
There's no need to send shots
From burnin' down sets and HeatFM blocks
To lickin' down shows at Wireless
Mashin' up the stage at the O2 settin' up shops
You on that? No you're not
You ain't done diddly-squat
Not facial hair or hooves
I'm talkin' 'bout the booth
How man's goated off (trust)

(Capo)
A man know where I'm from
For those who don't, let me break it down
Man grew up in the ends where any gunshot is the baitest sound (grrt)
Know 'bout drama, can't dodge karma
It's my fate, gotta take this now
I was in Madge on the Thursday mornin'
Judge told me we gotta take this crown
Man ain't my phone but okay
I skid up on opps like take this round
Feel the hate in the atmosphere
And I know that it's there I just ain't got 'round
Got plans, I'll put them together
I'll do this one-up, you can't look down
Ain't got vibes, don't smile or frown
Spent two shell if I grab this pound (Capo)
Want me in a cage like one of my organs
But I'm a free man, I feel like Morgan
Your focus wrong and I know what's important
Lookin' at me for a portion
Man wear broken Nikes, so awkward
Online 'til the beef was live
And you bucked my man and your crud got watered (skang)

Baitest sound
Still runnin' round chasin' pound (yeah)
My vocal on instrumental
Yeah, that is their favourite sound (yeah)
When you was learnin' how to act bad
I was learnin' how to break it down (chyeah)
The same ones that didn't believe in a ting
All wanna embrace it now (yeah, yeah)
Baitest sound
Still runnin' round chasin' pound
That sound when I'm countin' my money
That's one of my favorite sounds (woi-woi, woi-woi)
When you was learnin' how to act bad
I was learnin' how to break it down (oh yeah)
The same ones that didn't believe in a ting
All wanna embrace it now