Lyrics: Odeh Linus Onuh
Music: Odeh Linus Onuh
It’s Capital Sound Plug
Blood-cloth thing
Bri-ki-ti lifestyle
Pree my man dem
Swat way gang shii
Call on the cops you know my niggaz ain’t running
I got me some shooters beside me
Know I ain’t capping
I’m in a kimono you prolly might think I’m moronic
Any job I might run it
And my city iconic
They might switch you in public
I know my jeweler, my jeweler
My jeweler know me
Liquid them all by the AP
Trapped with a semi automatic
Incase a puta wonna try me
Karufonia you know gang shii
You hit on my nigga
I shot on his nigga
I heard it’s a draw
I got a small incase it’s a war
We settle all
Pass the jay on another level
I got the smoke on another level
All of my niggaz is drillers on another level
All of my niggaz are skilled on another level
Pass the jay on another level
You know I got the smoke on another level
All of my niggaz is drillers on another level
Eh All of my niggaz are skilled
On another level
Lots of niggaz in the boulevard
Claim to love me but it’s camouflage
I don’t really know what it’s about
I just know this niggaz want me out
Been a long time coming
On the grind like a machine
I got a lot on my plate
I do not **** no fakes
Green grass, green snakes
Only the real can relate
We do not **** with no cops
We sending hits on the opps
I got a lot on my sleeve
Don’t need to know though
I drop a bag on my jays
Wasn’t on promo
Break the seal on the lean
I mix the Sprite with codeine
All the goosebumps I feel
When I swallow the pill
Where are the trappers jumping
All day scheming
Pass the jay on another level
I got the smoke on another level
All of my niggaz is drillers on another level
All of my niggaz are skilled on another level
Pass the jay on another level
You know I got the smoke on another level
All of my niggaz is drillers on another level
Eh All of my niggaz are skilled
On another level
Ay ay ay I’m at the AP
Bad bitch she wonna suck this D
Bad bitch she wonna get my cheese
Bad bitch she wanna sip the Henny
Ay I'm with my A team
You should know that the nigga real
All of all of the ice on me
All of the Nike kick
Ay burst on the scene
You should know I’m on some
Red gang shii ay
Red gang shii, cut that shiii
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