Niggas Be Cappin ft. Graffiti Fresh Lyrics

Niggas always say they got some money

Till you tell that nigga to pop out!

And that nigga don't pop out

But he'll pop out, out that mouth

Just bought a brand new Patek, put it right next to my rollo

Built like a horse, I'm Polo, tryna snatch up my soul tho

She ain't giving it back, she came with the strings attached

I'm tryna get me the face, I told the hoe I don't match

I ask the hoe, what's the catch? My niggas toting the ratchets

Man these bitches be snapping, shit you couldn't imagine

I want that shit, make it happen, that's why they call me the captain

Niggas say they at the top, you know these niggas be cappin

(Polo) Yeah these niggas be cappin

Stroll down on em, slipping nigga, lemme see what's hannin (hannin)

Yeah your bitch up on my dick, you tryna see what's clappin (clap)

Sliding up and down, the pole disappear like magic (whew)

Man my pressure choke you, 1, 2, 3 he tappin (gas)

Any nigga trying me, gone have to up his fashion

Get you some ice dog (woof), shit got me pissed off

I put all this shit together like a jigsaw (me)

Nigga all about the scams, you can get ripped off (nigga)

She wanna eat, I let her eat, suck the tip off

Bout to ball on all these niggas like it's tip off (yeah)

Get you some ends, buy you a Benz, AMG (skrt)

I'm in a money tree, burning tree aye (Redd)

Just bought a brand new Patek, put it right next to my rollo

Built like a horse, I'm Polo, tryna snatch up my soul tho

She ain't giving it back, she came with the strings attached

I'm tryna get me the face, I told the hoe I don't match

I ask the hoe, what's the catch? My niggas toting the ratchets

Man these bitches be snapping, shit you couldn't imagine

I want that shit, make it happen, that's why they call me the captain

Niggas say they at the top, you know these niggas be cappin

They said that I was cappin when I wasn't

The honeycomb setting, cause I'm buzzing

This Dior cost a dozen, I'm champagne guzzling

My section is, where you wish you was, but you wasn't

T-T-Told em I done changed

But they don't understand this that Don Peri pain

They be cappin, I be counting, swerve, boy stay in your lane

See I hold weight, I'm expensive (shh), I'm designer name

They talk bout what they get, we see just what they got

They talk bout who they are, and we see just who they not

Them niggas can't see the top, them niggas near sighted

All that wolfing that they doing, we don't hear about it

O-O-Oh please, they be cappin bout them old flings

If it ain't vintage, I ain't worried bout them old things

I'ma check the year on it, you check the price

What I'm hearing is money talks, and you don't take advice

Man you cappin

Bout the bitches that you get, them joints is average

You know, barely cover the spread, do you practice?

Cause I don't see a baller in you yet

You just cappin, don't even pose as a threat

Big difference in baguettes

Big difference in the way we getting fresh

Big difference in money talking, and you talking less

Big difference in the bottles I'ma pop

All that cappin need to stop