Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
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And our chains Looking saucy
Soon we gon pull out a rari
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If you know we got beef
Don't approach me in the street
Cause ill punch you in the face
Then I'm leaving with a skeet
And I'm goin supersane
Like I'm being Helboy
Showing up in my lane
And I'll leave you destroyed
I'll be taking care of business
Like its laundry
If you don't like what I'm doing
Then I'm sorry
Cause you be running nothing
Nigga you is just a poser
Id fight you even
If I wasn't sober
Cookie is my diet
High so it can fly it
You know I don't really care
If you won't even try it
Shoota with a permit
You as salty as a hermit
When I spit with this flow
It so sick like I was Kermit
I couldn't even get scared of you
Even if I wanted to
Your short and your scrawny
I'll handle you calmly
Just kidding I'm coming at you like Tsunami
Aye!
Aye!
Spitting bars as fast as cars
A Nigga sounded like I came from mars
The world is ours
I'm past the stars
I'm sippin mason jars
A nigga thinking that I was smoking cigars
Aye
And I'm always with the squad
So lit every body saying
Oh my god
I'm smooth on the beat
Like an easy job
We be goin every where
Cause we like to mob
Yuh
Nigga you know what we do
66 took your ex
Cause your ex be over you
Yeah he pull-up sports car
So there only room for two
He was with your girl
And you didn't have a clue
I'm Like wind
Swoop her up right
Out of your view
I'm Light skinned
So I'll probably love her
Better than you
But that's when
She said she wanted me
And not you
You heard this
So take a minute maybe
Think it through
Yuh
Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
No Cap
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No Cap
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Soon we gon pull out a rari
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Yung Burtis - No Cap Lyrics
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Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
More Columns
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
More Columns
And our chains Looking saucy
Soon we gon pull out a rari
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
More columns
If you know we got beef
Don't approach me in the street
Cause ill punch you in the face
Then I'm leaving with a skeet
And I'm goin supersane
Like I'm being Helboy
Showing up in my lane
And I'll leave you destroyed
I'll be taking care of business
Like its laundry
If you don't like what I'm doing
Then I'm sorry
Cause you be running nothing
Nigga you is just a poser
Id fight you even
If I wasn't sober
Cookie is my diet
High so it can fly it
You know I don't really care
If you won't even try it
Shoota with a permit
You as salty as a hermit
When I spit with this flow
It so sick like I was Kermit
I couldn't even get scared of you
Even if I wanted to
Your short and your scrawny
I'll handle you calmly
Just kidding I'm coming at you like Tsunami
Aye!
Aye!
Spitting bars as fast as cars
A Nigga sounded like I came from mars
The world is ours
I'm past the stars
I'm sippin mason jars
A nigga thinking that I was smoking cigars
Aye
And I'm always with the squad
So lit every body saying
Oh my god
I'm smooth on the beat
Like an easy job
We be goin every where
Cause we like to mob
Yuh
Nigga you know what we do
66 took your ex
Cause your ex be over you
Yeah he pull-up sports car
So there only room for two
He was with your girl
And you didn't have a clue
I'm Like wind
Swoop her up right
Out of your view
I'm Light skinned
So I'll probably love her
Better than you
But that's when
She said she wanted me
And not you
You heard this
So take a minute maybe
Think it through
Yuh
Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
More Columns
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
More Columns
And our chains Looking saucy
Soon we gon pull out a rari
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
More Columns
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
More Columns
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
More Columns
And our chains Looking saucy
Soon we gon pull out a rari
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
More columns
If you know we got beef
Don't approach me in the street
Cause ill punch you in the face
Then I'm leaving with a skeet
And I'm goin supersane
Like I'm being Helboy
Showing up in my lane
And I'll leave you destroyed
I'll be taking care of business
Like its laundry
If you don't like what I'm doing
Then I'm sorry
Cause you be running nothing
Nigga you is just a poser
Id fight you even
If I wasn't sober
Cookie is my diet
High so it can fly it
You know I don't really care
If you won't even try it
Shoota with a permit
You as salty as a hermit
When I spit with this flow
It so sick like I was Kermit
I couldn't even get scared of you
Even if I wanted to
Your short and your scrawny
I'll handle you calmly
Just kidding I'm coming at you like Tsunami
Aye!
Aye!
Spitting bars as fast as cars
A Nigga sounded like I came from mars
The world is ours
I'm past the stars
I'm sippin mason jars
A nigga thinking that I was smoking cigars
Aye
And I'm always with the squad
So lit every body saying
Oh my god
I'm smooth on the beat
Like an easy job
We be goin every where
Cause we like to mob
Yuh
Nigga you know what we do
66 took your ex
Cause your ex be over you
Yeah he pull-up sports car
So there only room for two
He was with your girl
And you didn't have a clue
I'm Like wind
Swoop her up right
Out of your view
I'm Light skinned
So I'll probably love her
Better than you
But that's when
She said she wanted me
And not you
You heard this
So take a minute maybe
Think it through
Yuh
Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
Yuh
We got a problem
If you gonna snitch
And be calling the feds
Yuh
I get really trippie
But you know that
I ain't gon sip on those redds
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
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No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
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And our chains Looking saucy
Soon we gon pull out a rari
No Cap
No Problems
No Cap
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Writer: Curtis Poulson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid