Yung Blad€ - NO CAP Lyrics

Yung Yung Yung Yung Blade

Don't care 'bout my opps
Don't care 'bout my opps
Don't care 'bout my opps
Yeah, I don't care 'bout my opps

(Yeah, f*ck it!)

She belong to the streets, I left her
And you know I never capped, yuh
So many hoes, never fapped, (yuh)
She said "baby, my ex lacked", uh

What more can I say? Im trippin'
If I'm near my opps, they whippin'
Dark Manipulators? (Hah)
Yeah, we trickin', whippin', trippin' (woah)

Calculating all the risk without calculator
She jiggling her ass on my dick (woah)
And serve me pleasure like she a waitress
Calculating all the risk without calculator
She jiggling her ass on my dick (woah)
And serve me pleasure like she a waitress

Blood on opps' clothes
Their families traumatized
Nobody knows if it's a suicide or a homicide
I do this when anybody is against my side
I take their bitches and give 'em a rolling ride (yo)

Then what they do? They cried
And what I do? I vibed
How am I so good? I took pride
No competition, they disqualified

Yellow tape around me
I'm so evil, evil, evil
LSPD surrounds me
Can't try for leaving, leaving, leaving (woah)

In the studio, hitting
In the world, litting
How survive? sitting
All Dior's, fitting
My lyricism, witting
Witting, fitting, sitting, litting, hitting