Yeah Man by Caps (UK)
Yeah Man by Caps (UK)

Yeah Man

Caps (UK) * Track #9 On Bujboy

Yeah Man Lyrics

[Hook]
I'm sorry, I'm high, I never heard a word you said
Thinking bout my right hand who went and caught a bird again
Grab them waps and slap them waps, spill juice on that curb again
Eight side made 'em famous, where we went and bursted them
I love shotties, slugs and spinners, did a show I bought two dingers
Rap money, I'm a prick, coulda bought ice for my fingers

[Verse 1]
My hittas turn your hittas into singers
Double wrap the clingers, test that brr by the rivers
I put coke up in my pot and let it lock lock
You was talking lots till you caught one from the dot dot
Shoot a gun, no SIM, it's using hot spot
Pull up at your hot spots, get 'em all blocked off, Rock block
Splashing water in this bowl but the coke won't set
Nitty on the phonе by the church, told him "Give me tеn"
Thinking if I don't hit this sale who's gonna feed me then?
Hit the block and get it popping like some percocets
Anything I made off rap, made a triple off the trap
Handguns and machines, it's nothing to double back
Yeah she got a nice face but I'm tryna see that ass
Ayo fuck it, cut the beat, free up all my gang

[Hook]
I'm sorry, I'm high, I never heard a word you said
Thinking bout my right hand who went and caught a bird again
Grab them waps and slap them waps, spill juice on that curb again
Eight side made 'em famous, where we went and bursted them
I love shotties, slugs and spinners, did a show I bought two dingers
Rap money, I'm a prick, coulda bought ice for my fingers

[Verse 2]
Gang up in them stolen cars, firearms is charged
Big slugs flip cars, I left school and flipped dark
Now next month I'm bout to buy myself a yard
Four bedroom garage, remember trapping out of Mark's
Got Insta models in my request, I don't even hit 'em up
Nitty on the sofa coughing blood, had to sit him up
Really needs an ambulance but I can't even ring 'em up
O.T., I ran out of pebs, I told 'em "Bring 'em up"
Upload a pic with a pagan, that's enough to get
Hit with the stainless and the gang's mad we do it on mainers
Gun police on me, pointing their lasers
Got youngers on my block, get popped with the shavers
You know what our wrist look like, you know what their ribs look like
Imagine what our bricks look like, imagine what our hits look like
Done a madness, took a flight, hit Dubai
Couldn't find no evidence, imagine what them pigs looked like

[Hook]
I'm sorry, I'm high, I never heard a word you said
Thinking bout my right hand who went and caught a bird again
Grab them waps and slap them waps, spill juice on that curb again
Eight side made 'em famous, where we went and bursted them
I love shotties, slugs and spinners, did a show I bought two dingers
Rap money, I'm a prick, coulda bought ice for my fingers

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