Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bobby Grand
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bobby James, Jr. Joshua Pope
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Bobby Grand
Produzent:in
Lyrics
(Damn, Bili, just like that)
Shit should sound good
Yeah, aye
Them boys got Twitter fingers, Netflix and troll all night
Have an Instagram for dinner, clout chase with a side of likes
That's the shit I don't like
Everybody's a tough guy, til they outside
Everybody's a hitter until it's hit time
The good die, now it's second thoughts, you SixNine
Never seen so much snitching
Blame the old heads, all the rules missing
Doing anything to get the roof missing
You ain't one of us, we move different
Oh, my God, oh, my God, Please stop gassing these IG thots
How is her ass fat, but her thighs not
She's a capper, ****, don't get got
I feel bad for my generation
You don't like somn, **** say you hatin
You don't got pics, **** say you fakin
Y'all used to get picked on, it's so blatant
Everybody want to be so famous
I want my wealth, then imma to get low
Doing all that yapping on the money phone
Clown ****, you cappin, ain't no money home
**** yousa cap king (Stop cappin, capping, he cappin)
Can't take em serious (Nah, he cappin)
Yousa a whole goofy (Goofy, you goofy)
I'm just curious (Cappin, he cappin, aye)
Yeah, tell me what it's about (Aye, yea)
Blue checks, big amounts (Aye, aye)
Anything for the clout, on the gram showing out (aye, aye, fuck that)
I call that a cap king (Stop cappin, you cappin, he cappin)
Can't take em serious (Cappin, he goofy, cappin)
I ain't going to lie, I flexed on the gram more than like one time (I catted)
Had to show these broke ass **** how I trap and I grind (I did, I did)
Then I sat back and realized it was a waste of time (It was)
If you balling on the same team and you hating, that's a whole fine (Unnecessary)
Yeah, It's more money than a little bit
I get more than a little bit
Ain't my fault you a little bitch
Everything you do, yeah, it's all for the bitch, yeah
Like, giving all your money up (Trippin)
Going broke trying to keep up (Trippin)
You cap ass **** dumb as fuck
High off all these downers, but I turn up (Cookies and syrup)
I be smoking all these backwoods, yeah, I burn, yea (I love em)
It be Bili and the flyest, it's our turn, yea (F.O.E)
Always winning, first place, no runners up, nah (Yea, yea)
**** yousa cap king (Stop cappin, capping, he cappin)
Can't take em serious (Nah, he cappin)
Yousa a whole goofy (Goofy, you goofy)
I'm just curious (Cappin, he cappin, aye)
Yeah, tell me what it's about (Aye, yea)
Blue checks, big amounts (Aye, aye)
Anything for the clout, on the gram showing out (aye, aye, fuck that)
I call that a cap king (Stop cappin, you cappin, he cappin)
Can't take em serious (Cappin, he goofy, cappin)
Written by: Bobby James, Jr. Joshua Pope