ALL CAPS Lyrics

I don't want to be a product of my environment, I want my environment to be a product of me

Tint the AMG, we move in all black, put that big steppin' shit in all caps

All I ever wanted was the squad with me, pray the lord and savior bring my dawg back

Cuz said he gon' ride for the gang, we was locked in but the nigga switched up now

Can't even put my trust in the youth, we cooked cause the little niggas sticked up now

Bro got spanked by the judge so they got him upstate and the yard doin' sit ups now

Said by the time he free, I'ma be on top so I can't afford to slip up now

Took a little break from this rap shit, then I subbed back in cause I'm what the game been missin'

Niggas is payin' for slots to go and perform, I just got paid to visit

Dude must think, he finna blow up by talkin' down when my name is in it

Put him on a track, then watch him get hawked, I'll show a nigga why he shouldn't race this engine

Give 'em six feet, In grave condition

Ma dukes gon' have to praise this nigga

If twin see cuz tryna copy the brand, we kickin' niggas out for plagiarism

Wait a minute, you bitin' the swag

Well in that case, I'm blade to niggas

Take the clippers and line them up, come take a seat

We handin' out fades to niggas

All of y'all been my seeds, it wasn't easy shit, but it takes a village

We the reason y'all picked the pen back up, the motivation's giving

Everybody wanna play tough, but saving face, when it's time to face the villain

Homie was fakin' for clicks, and we never faked a image

But instead we tint the AMG, we move in all black

Put that big steppin' shit in all caps

All I ever wanted was the squad with me

Pray to Lord and Savior, bring my dawg back

Ride for my dawgs, slide for my dawgs

Ride for my dawgs, slide for my dawgs

Ride for my dawgs, slide for my dawgs

Ride for my dawgs, slide for my dawgs

Packagin' all this merch, might just send you a few

Nudy just copped a shirt, price went through the roof

Posted at Fashion Week, told 'em I make music too

Drippin' in six colors, shit like a Rubik's Cube

Niggas talk accolades, but ain't accomplish nothin'

Zaytoven love the lyrics, made a few thousand from it

Don't show me fake numbers, socials just don't impress me

Show me your ticket sales, phonies I don't respect them

Fuck the forgiveness, it ain't no way I'll be copacetic

You said what you said, and it's time to stand on that hoe its pressure

If I get the twitchin', I won't be dissin' you for the streams or the memes

I'm comin' for your top, and then for the team, more than beams

Gettin' flashed, it's lookin' like laser tag

These new school of rappers is lunch, I'm bringin' my K to class

The chop called Windex, point at shades and it spray your glass

The way it was clappin', it could've repped a Jamaican flag

We tint the AMG, we move in all black

Mm-hmm, put that big steppin' shit in all caps

Mm-hmm, all I ever wanted was the squad with me

Uh-huh, pray the Lord and Savior bring my dawg back

Mm-hmm, tint the AMG, we move in all black

Mm-hmm, put that big steppin' shit in all caps

Mm-hmm, all I ever wanted was the squad with me

Uh-huh, pray the Lord and Savior bring my dawg back

You know, before now, I didn't know that burgundy was my color

I count six shots, nigga

I count two guns, nigga