Pop At Ya Cap

[Intro]
(Well good luck Rahn)

[Chorus]
You can move how you want when you havin' young niggas in charge
I'ma run-up my sack
Wherever you at, send a pack, it's just better, make sure I get that shit back
Don't hang with these niggas, they actin', that they really be pussy, they really be cats
Them trenches, they made me a savage, I keep me a strap, make me pop at your cap

[Post-Chorus]
Loadin', yeah, we just seen them pass
Reloadin', then I'm spinning it back
No, these niggas ain't built like that
They want me to show my ass
Percocet, don't do no Xans
Back road runnin', chasin' bands
So high right now, I'm on lean
My eyes, they can't open

[Verse 1]
Deep in that water, Pacific
Know they hate how I ran up my digits
Got a pay me for features or kick it
I'd rather be countin' up chicken
My partner just bought me the ticket
He say he be back any minute
He just came from the phone with them strippers
He true to the street-like descriptions
I got promethazine in my kidney
I got codeine in my liver
And the choppa go dumb if he speakin'
And niggas be thinkin' I'm slippin'
If it ain't right, you know I won't put my hands on it
If she ain't right, you know I won't put my hands on her

[Chorus]
You can move how you want when you havin' young niggas in charge
I'ma run-up my sack
Wherever you at, send a pack, it's just better, make sure I get that shit back
Don't hang with these niggas, they actin', that they really be pussy, they really be cats
Them trenches, they made me a savage, I keep me a strap, make me pop at your cap

[Post-Chorus]
Loadin', yeah, we just seen them pass
Reloadin', then I'm spinning it back
No, these niggas ain't built like that
They want me to show my ass
Percocet, don't do no Xans
Back road runnin', chasin' bands
So high right now, I'm on lean
My eyes, they can't open

[Verse 2]
Off the cup and I'm moving, slow motion
My pockets, they healthy, they bloated
My youngin just came off the road
He back to the work in the mornin'
You niggas ain't killers, y'all bitches, y'all homeless
Play with the mob, you turn to a-
We trappin' out meds, you just trap in apartments
We're runnin' it up, it was our part to process
Just came from that water, we speakin' that guala
I got it for real, you niggas imposters
We 'bout it for real, you play and get swallowed
I spit hot shit like a nigga is siracha
Fucked up, down bad, boy, you better get your block up
Wrap it up, wrap it up, your hoes getting knocked up
Pop-out, hop out, Glocks on answer
These niggas busy you know they ain't gon' pop none

[Chorus]
You can move how you want when you havin' young niggas in charge
I'ma run-up my sack
Wherever you at, send a pack, it's just better, make sure I get that shit back
Don't hang with these niggas, they actin', that they really be pussy, they really be cats
Them trenches, they made me a savage, I keep me a strap, make me pop at your cap

[Post-Chorus]
Loadin', yeah, we just seen them pass
Reloadin', then I'm spinning it back
No, these niggas ain't built like that
They want me to show my ass
Percocet, don't do no Xans
Back road runnin', chasin' bands
So high right now, I'm on lean
My eyes, they can't open