Stop The Cap! - Qual

Aye aye aye

Burning that rubber

Opps will be showing they colors but turns out that they undercover

They be in trouble

Hiding up under the covers as soon as we threaten they lovers

But they being bums

Claiming they come from the slums

But they always get what they want

And they finna run

As soon as we mention a gun but i aim at his belly and hand him a TUMS

No bottle so stop the cappin

We get it you just rapping

Skip it all and get to action

Cause my padres will get to clappin

No miller but we be mackin

Cut that boy and call him a fraction

No bowl but we be packing

No killa but my shooters in the back seat

He pop him a bean then claim he a killa

But when he be sober he ain’t gonna drill em

He ain’t got no drugs that’s jus penicillin

Say he kickin the bucket my vatos gone kill em

They shoot til it’s empty, i mean til it’s clickin

Yo girl ain’t that juicy, she ain’t finger licking

She ain’t lil mermaid, she ursula the villain

You claiming you loyal, and that’s why you cheating

Ayeeee