Cap Talk lyrics

[Intro]

Super Earz

D-Roc, D-Roc

[Pre-Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

This for my niggas who ain't here (Ain't here)

I traveled some miles to see 'em (See ‘em)

Shinin' like a chandelier (Chandelier)

You ain't got to get close to see 'em (See ‘em)

Niggas talkin' out they lip (Lip)

I see 'em, I shoot above the rim (Boaw)

These niggas know what it is (Know, yeah)

Big drippin' inside my Tims (Tims)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

I heard 'em say I was broke (Woo)

What the fuck these niggas talkin' ‘bout? (Talkin' ‘bout)

These niggas know that that's cap talk (That's cap)

100 bands up inside a vault

Every time we speak, it's that murder talk (Yeah!)

For a fact all these niggas know what it's 'bout

And I know they ain't havin' the shit I bought

When we open that choppa, they draw the chalk (Brrr)

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

Been through it all, these niggas pussy

When it comes to this shit, I'ma vet, you a rookie

When I see your lil' homies, they starrin' and lookin'

My hitters on go and that button, I push it (Boaw)

Stick to the rappin', my OG be cookin'

Wanted a chance, when they gave it, I took it

Up in jail, every day I was hookin'

Trial, when I seen it, I didn't over look it

I heard 'em say I was broke (Never)

But these niggas know that that's a cap talk (Bitch)

Niggas bitches hate it when they talk

I was bangin' and slangin' inside the nawf

Whole lot of money, I made it all

They ain't from where I'm from, can't compare to me (Never)

Up the cutta make him draw the chalk (Yeah!)

I'ma stretch him, he thinkin' 'bout taggin' me (Boaw)

Real blood

I won't walk in the club I ain't paid (I ain't paid)

I ain't givin' shoutouts on my page (On my page)

Thankin' God for the shit that I made

This for my niggas that's up in the grave

Won't give up, I'ma do it for Dave

Fuck everybody want to stamp me

Concrete jungle in the hood I played (I prayed)

Rich Gang Birdman done stamped me

[Pre-Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

This for my niggas who ain't here (Ain't here)

I traveled some miles to see 'em (See ‘em)

Shinin' like a chandelier (Chandelier)

You ain't got to get close to see 'em (See ‘em)

Niggas talkin' out they lip (Lip)

I see 'em, I shoot above the rim (Boaw)

These niggas know what it is (Know, yeah)

Big drippin' inside my Tims (Tims)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

I heard 'em say I was broke (Woo)

What the fuck these niggas talkin' ‘bout? (Talkin' ‘bout)

These niggas know that that's cap talk (That's cap)

100 bands up inside a vault

Every time we speak, it's that murder talk (Yeah!)

For a fact all these niggas know what it's 'bout

And I know they ain't havin' the shit I bought

When we open that choppa, they draw the chalk (Brrr)

[Verse 2: Birdman]

Yeah, big comma and big faces (Big faces)

Chop 'em down, we will erase ‘em (Yeah)

Buss it down then pop it off (Yeah)

Don't give a fuck if I catch a case (Yeah, yeah)

No cap (No cap), straight rap (Straight rap)

In the trap, 100 racks (100 racks)

Been ballin', don't doubt it (Yeah)

Gettin' money, that's facts (Yeah, that's facts)

Chandeliers, marble floors (Marble floors)

Move dope through plenty holes (Through plenty holes)

Alligators, crocodiles

Automatic Calicos (Calicos)

Every nigga with me got money (Got money)

Who the fuck said somethin'? (Who the fuck said somethin'?)

All these rap shit ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')

I done passed it down to my youngins (Bleh, bleh!)

[Pre-Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

This for my niggas who ain't here (Ain't here)

I traveled some miles to see 'em (See ‘em)

Shinin' like a chandelier (Chandelier)

You ain't got to get close to see 'em (See ‘em)

Niggas talkin' out they lip (Lip)

I see 'em, I shoot above the rim (Boaw)

These niggas know what it is (Know, yeah)

Big drippin' inside my Tims (Tims)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

I heard 'em say I was broke (Woo)

What the fuck these niggas talkin' ‘bout? (Talkin' ‘bout)

These niggas know that that's cap talk (That's cap)

100 bands up inside a vault

Every time we speak, it's that murder talk (Yeah!)

For a fact all these niggas know what it's 'bout

And I know they ain't havin' the shit I bought

When we open that choppa, they draw the chalk (Brrr)

• Artist:Birdman
• Album:From the Bayou (2019)