Russian Roulette Lyrics

Uh-huh, Cap, vision in the movement

Smokin' right, that's all I do

I know the vibes

Some SEG shit, you heard

General, let me talk to him for a minute, man

Yo, yo, I'm the plug, the connect

Hustlin' for checks, it's your boy Cap

Crushin' your set, hand-haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette

Hand-haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette

I'm the plug, the connect

Hustlin' for checks, it's your boy Cap

Crushin' your set, hand-haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette

Hand-haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette

Hustler and a father, rappin' was my third gift

That's my word, I been the wordsmith

No stage fright, late nights, play the third shift

Maybe I hit brick, but I swerve, tiff, I uplift

You will sit here to purge, I merge

I'm a hustler, workin' the curve, now workin' my nerves

You a rap gangsta, impersonate nerds

You a virgin to the streets, your version, you heard

Minds, they feelin' me, killin' me, that's a damn lie

Make one phone call, shooters on standby

Me versus you, I'm runnin' by a landslide

I'm in the driver's seat, God willing, close my damn eyes

Slang pies when I pass the rock, I stayed in trouble

Had NBA stats, y'all playin' in a bubble

Never ate sugar toast, you ain't felt struggle

I beat the beat upside the head with the belt buckle

I'm the plug, the connect, hustlin' for checks

It's your boy Cap, crushin' your set

Hand-haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette

Hand-haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette

I'm the plug, the connect, hustlin' for checks

It's your boy Cap, crushin' your set

Hand-haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette

Hand-haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette

Who shook? Get your crew cooked for a deuce of kush

Loose around your neck, newer look, I'm a rudicrous

I don't ask, I choose, follow rules from the ruler book

Double the schemes, I'll send your man to Satan

Double my green, then clean the block like sanitation

Recording when I'm wantin', scoring like Jordan Duncan

Y'all lunchin', go to war with Jabs, I stab no more punchin

Only fire from me, on your ass like a spider monkey

Knife for your life, raise it to your chin, but I ain't your barber

I's your son, niggas, I ain't your father, only raise dollars

Raise your hand in high demand, I can raise dollars

Snitchin' and hatin', way I take it wasn't raised proper

Shoulda popped your dead man walkin', only needin' a tomb

Left him bleedin' and stinkin', I'm sneezin' from fumes

So I dressed an elephant, y'all wasn't readin' the room

I'm the plug, the connect, hustlin' for checks

It's your boy Cap, crushin' your set

Hand haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette

I'm the plug, the connect, hustlin' for checks

It's your boy Cap, crushin' your set

Hand haters loaded guns to play Russian Roulette