Cap or not

[Intro]
It's Shaq bitch!

[Chorus]
He got [?] is he cap or not
That shit is fucking ankles
Might [?] fucking spot
I get money, I don't want no fucking Jag
30 niggas outside your door
I sent that bread, they want they bag

She want some money I give her a sack
Nigga done met his match
I get the money, Imma make it stack
I'm in the [?] like I got a catch
He not a nigga that boy got a cat
Fuck, two Glocks, Cat in the Hat
Uh, two shots leaving him flat
Fuck it I'll put two more in your back

Im dropping Sadboy, fuck it I'm Shaq
I drop a tape and they running it back
He confused my shooter not black
That nigga new so cut him some slack
He better move like he running track
Aiming at you, Imma let it clap
Cook him like food, nigga that's a wrap

[Verse]
[?] nеws, nigga that's a trap
Choppa got his ass running fucking laps
Head on the wall nigga, fuck a plaque
Hands on thе wall nigga turn your back
[?] your stupid ass better not lack
Bitch I'm masked up like Jack Black
They put a nigga body in the trap
Trap house booming, nigga, that's a fact
You said I'm lacking, nigga, where you at

DCU staying with the pack
Nigga stay ducking, I don't hear a quack
I don't see a deuce bitch, I see equations
His ass get popped like Ronald Reagan
I'm off the Percs bitch, I can't take it
Never capping, never fake it
You see these niggas, wanna play favorites
Bitch, if I see that lean I'll drink it

You take my drugs you gotta go, I keep a stick to tote a pole
I'll whip it out and you'll never know
Turn his dumb ass into a fucking ghost
Turn your stupid ass into a phantom
Niggas ain't real just like Santa
She on my balls, no Ash Ketchum
He took your gun, why your ass let him
Fuck that bitch, no, I can't save her
These bitches lie, just ask y'all's majors
Like a lollipop, she love the flavor
My bitch mean like Jamie Hayter
I'll hop out the coffin, Undertaker
Just like an ad lib, I got hella' layers
She suck on that shit like a Now and Later
And that bitch going up like an elevator

[Chorus]
He got [?] is he cap or not
That shit is fucking ankles
Might [?] fucking spot
I get money, I don't want no fucking Jag
30 niggas outside your door
I sent that bread, they want they bag

She want some money I give her a sack
Nigga done met his match
I get the money, Imma make it stack
I'm in the [?] like I got a catch
He not a nigga that boy got a cat
Fuck, two Glocks, Cat in the Hat
Uh, two shots leaving him flat
Fuck it I'll put two more in your back

Im dropping Sadboy, fuck it I'm Shaq
I drop a tape and they running it back
He confused my shooter not black
That nigga new so cut him some slack
He better move like he running track
Aiming at you, Imma let it clap
Cook him like food, nigga that's a wrap