CAP Lyrics by Tory Lanez is the latest English song. CAP song lyrics are written by Tory Lanez while the song is also produced by Shottie, Dson Beats & CHAZZZZ.
CAP Song Details:
| Song: | CAP |
| Singer: | Tory Lanez |
| Produced by: | Shottie, Dson Beats & CHAZZZZ |
| Lyrics: | Tory Lanez |
CAP Lyrics
What The Fu*k Is That?
Aye! Everybody Has Their Own Drink
Told The Beef Was Over, That Was, Aye!
Said The Beef Was Over
That Was Mother-Fu*king Cap
Don’t Need No Fu*king Handouts
Let Alone A Dap, Yeah!
6 And 8 And Fours
Until You Know I Played It Crap, Yeah!
Taboo In Miami
I’m Too Rich For Boobytrap, Yeah!
Aye! It’s Some N!ggas I Don’t Like
So I’m Throwing Signs In The Street
I’m Off Stride, Yeah!
It’s On Sight, So I Said It’s On Sight, Uhh!
B!tches Tryna End Me
So I Can Not Be Polite, Uhh!
Millionaire, I Aingt Stopping At No Lights
But Sh!t Replay Inside My Head Enough
And I’ma Fight, Yeah!
Promise That I Buy That B!tch A Birkin, Hmm! Sike, Uhh!
Promise That I Buy That B!tch A Birkin, Uhh! Sike
Threw That Pu*sy And I Caught It, J. Rice
Know That B!tch Is Mine
But I Might Now Own Her Rights
Yeah! That B!tch Said Shе Went Skydiving Twice
Jumped Up On His D!ck
And Said That Bit’ Was Scarеd Of Heights
Yeah! I’m Too Lit For Boobytrap, Uhh!
I Can’t Go To Louis Closets
Like A Louis Rag, Uhh!
Swarming With The Scammers
Can’t Do Niemans With No Giffy, Uhh!
You Keep It A Hundred, Sh!t
I Rather Keep A Fifty
Lil’ B!tch, Fives On The Fours
Walked Into Amiri And
They Told Me “Strike A Pose”
Like A Fat B!tch
You Know I Show Up With The Rolls
Ken Just Got Them Two Best Friends To Fu*k
I Said “goals”
He A Bird, He Probably In The X4
Plus The Only Party
That We Know Is Next Door
You Know These N!ggas Talking
Know These Pu*sy Boys A Joke
You Got A Goyard On Your Birthday
‘Cause That N!gga Broke, Uhh!
Yeah! I’m Too Rich For Boobytrap
Just Bought A Pharmacy With Doctor T
We Off The Map, The Casa, The Migo
That Sh!t Right Where I’m At
He Would Say Something Back
But He Need Cardi B For That
My Wrists Cost A N!gga Whole Career, N!gga
Eighteen-Point-Seven In A Year, N!gga
Said The Beef Was Over
That Was Mother-Fu*king Cap
Don’t Need No Fu*king Handouts
Let Alone A Dap, Yeah!
6 And 8 And Fours
Until You Know I Played It Crap, Yeah!
Taboo In Miami
I’m Too Rich For Boobytrap, Yeah!
Aye! It’s Some N!ggas I Don’t Like
So I’m Throwing Signs In The Street
I’m Off Stride, Yeah!
It’s On Sight, So I Said It’s On Sight, Uhh!
B!tches Tryna End Me
So I Can Not Be Polite, Uhh!