Come on Cap
Oh who am I
Just a man who save ya career with a suicide
Problem is I could tuck and duck up under genocides
When the pen applied
But the bottom line is that I never die
Stone cold killer
High life with it but I sip no Miller
No motel better get my villa
So plugged in I don't need my dealer
I'm gorilla
Stick like glue
I done went broke tryna pay my due
This really euphoric I'm lit like Rue
Till the face turn blue
Who knew I'm popping like this (who knew)
No man been dropping like this
Like one week hit
Next week hit
Third week
Who popping like this
My grit do grittys
Chick so thick that her tits got titties
Please no pity
Please
I want accolades
I been ahead so long that my back a maze
I'm so hot, men thaw when I smoke me a pack a day
A long way and lack array
Like Liotta
I'm hitting my quota
I make it they jump
Like starting a motor
I saw 'em in half
Like north and south yeah their body Dakota
Cause y'all ain't grow but the boy the done grew no Yoda
Ain't no brakes no rotor
One and y'all be o like odor
Hold up, wait
Y'all buffet lemme fill my plate
Y'all ok but can't do great
If they can't do then they just hate
Typical
Rare, I'm mythical
Oh no he did it I'm too cyclical
Take what you sea and I split it apart I'm so biblical
Himicle (himicle)
I don't know bro but the boy been him
Oh man
Come on
Yeah
I don't really
Yeah
I don't really care what they did then
Big dawg write with a big pen
They been tryna put me under six feet deep
But I rose from the dirt lemme dig in
I don't really care they do now
Big dawg I don't need a boo now
They been tryna put me under six feet deep
But I rose from the dirt
I am who now
Him
Y'all is a sim
Ice in my cup fill the bitch to the brim
Ask where I been
Been on the way they been worried about
You could follow the prints from my Timb
Him
Yeah I don't really care what they did then
Big dawg write with a big pen
They been tryna put me under six feet deep
But I rose from the dirt lemme dig in
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Lemme dig in
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Lemme dig in
Sheesh
Thorb & Captain Jhaq - Himulus Check Lyrics
Thorb & Captain Jhaq - Himulus Check Lyrics
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English
Come on Cap
Oh who am I
Just a man who save ya career with a suicide
Problem is I could tuck and duck up under genocides
When the pen applied
But the bottom line is that I never die
Stone cold killer
High life with it but I sip no Miller
No motel better get my villa
So plugged in I don't need my dealer
I'm gorilla
Stick like glue
I done went broke tryna pay my due
This really euphoric I'm lit like Rue
Till the face turn blue
Who knew I'm popping like this (who knew)
No man been dropping like this
Like one week hit
Next week hit
Third week
Who popping like this
My grit do grittys
Chick so thick that her tits got titties
Please no pity
Please
I want accolades
I been ahead so long that my back a maze
I'm so hot, men thaw when I smoke me a pack a day
A long way and lack array
Like Liotta
I'm hitting my quota
I make it they jump
Like starting a motor
I saw 'em in half
Like north and south yeah their body Dakota
Cause y'all ain't grow but the boy the done grew no Yoda
Ain't no brakes no rotor
One and y'all be o like odor
Hold up, wait
Y'all buffet lemme fill my plate
Y'all ok but can't do great
If they can't do then they just hate
Typical
Rare, I'm mythical
Oh no he did it I'm too cyclical
Take what you sea and I split it apart I'm so biblical
Himicle (himicle)
I don't know bro but the boy been him
Oh man
Come on
Yeah
I don't really
Yeah
I don't really care what they did then
Big dawg write with a big pen
They been tryna put me under six feet deep
But I rose from the dirt lemme dig in
I don't really care they do now
Big dawg I don't need a boo now
They been tryna put me under six feet deep
But I rose from the dirt
I am who now
Him
Y'all is a sim
Ice in my cup fill the bitch to the brim
Ask where I been
Been on the way they been worried about
You could follow the prints from my Timb
Him
Yeah I don't really care what they did then
Big dawg write with a big pen
They been tryna put me under six feet deep
But I rose from the dirt lemme dig in
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Lemme dig in
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Lemme dig in
Sheesh
Oh who am I
Just a man who save ya career with a suicide
Problem is I could tuck and duck up under genocides
When the pen applied
But the bottom line is that I never die
Stone cold killer
High life with it but I sip no Miller
No motel better get my villa
So plugged in I don't need my dealer
I'm gorilla
Stick like glue
I done went broke tryna pay my due
This really euphoric I'm lit like Rue
Till the face turn blue
Who knew I'm popping like this (who knew)
No man been dropping like this
Like one week hit
Next week hit
Third week
Who popping like this
My grit do grittys
Chick so thick that her tits got titties
Please no pity
Please
I want accolades
I been ahead so long that my back a maze
I'm so hot, men thaw when I smoke me a pack a day
A long way and lack array
Like Liotta
I'm hitting my quota
I make it they jump
Like starting a motor
I saw 'em in half
Like north and south yeah their body Dakota
Cause y'all ain't grow but the boy the done grew no Yoda
Ain't no brakes no rotor
One and y'all be o like odor
Hold up, wait
Y'all buffet lemme fill my plate
Y'all ok but can't do great
If they can't do then they just hate
Typical
Rare, I'm mythical
Oh no he did it I'm too cyclical
Take what you sea and I split it apart I'm so biblical
Himicle (himicle)
I don't know bro but the boy been him
Oh man
Come on
Yeah
I don't really
Yeah
I don't really care what they did then
Big dawg write with a big pen
They been tryna put me under six feet deep
But I rose from the dirt lemme dig in
I don't really care they do now
Big dawg I don't need a boo now
They been tryna put me under six feet deep
But I rose from the dirt
I am who now
Him
Y'all is a sim
Ice in my cup fill the bitch to the brim
Ask where I been
Been on the way they been worried about
You could follow the prints from my Timb
Him
Yeah I don't really care what they did then
Big dawg write with a big pen
They been tryna put me under six feet deep
But I rose from the dirt lemme dig in
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Lemme dig in
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Lemme dig in
Sheesh
Writer: Ryan Thorbjornsen
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