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Onefour – Cap Lyrics

Their sayin’ that drill in Aus is dead, so I’m gonna bring it back
Brodies tellin’ me, “Get in the stu’ already” (You want me to sing or rap?)
Phone keeps ringin’ and I’m tryna work, but I can’t be seen in traps
I’m tellin’ my young G, “Chill on the phone, you know that our sims are tapped”

In Aus, we had no one to look up to, so we said, “Safe, we just gonna pave the way”
Most of them rappers got left in the past ’cause they all just sound the same
They never do what they say on the internet (Cap, cap, cap, cap)
But that shit there ain’t none of my business
Run up a bag and smoke my cigarette
Gang still smokin’ what? Still smokin’ this whole scene, do the math
Got this whole scene on our backs
But I keep these poles clean for the action
We don’t make up but I’m usin’ the MAC
If I see cops I’m doin’ the dash
Their sayin’ that drill in Aus is dead, well, hold my **** I’m bringin’ it back

Their sayin’ that drill in Aus is dead so I’m gonna bring it back
Brodies tellin’ me, “Get in the stu’ already” (You want me to sing or rap, huh?)
Sick of these rappers gettin’ on tracks ’cause all they do is cap (Cap)
I’m tellin’ my young G, “Keep it at home”, but he tryna let that slap

See I’m trapped in the life that I’m livin’ in, doin’ the things that you see in the cinemas
People told me I ain’t gonna be shit, till they seen I was killin’ it
Had to put trust in my shot for the bucks like I was Khristian Middleton
So violate the gang and we’ll go all the way
‘Cause my goons got toys like Andy and diamonds like Solomon Vandy
Hoes love the way that I’m drippin’ out ’cause I stepped in lookin’ authentic
Nowadays these rappers are quick to jump on whatever genre be trendin’
But all I’m hearin’ is cap (Clock that back and leave the clip empty)

Their sayin’ that drill in Aus is dead so I’m gonna bring it back
Brodies tellin’ me, “Get in the stu’ already” (You want me to sing or rap, huh?)
Sick of these rappers gettin’ on tracks ’cause all they do is cap (Cap)
I’m tellin’ my young G, “Keep it at home”, but he tryna let that slap

I was locked up and I bossed up and now some be sayin’ I switched
Go on try me, see what happens, take that risk at your own risk
I may be quiet but push me and it gettin’ loud up in this bitch
We ain’t partyin’ at your crib but I can still get the place lit
I was low so I topped up, now let me show you what a boss does
One call he gettin’ turnt off, if I give the word he get boxed up
So why you got on that mask like you on drills? (Take that shit off)
I was really fightin’ them cases so I had to keep it concealed

Who sayin’ that drill in Aus is dead? Gang gon’ bring it back
Brodies tellin’ me, “Get in the stu’ already” (You want me to sing or rap?)
Sick of these rappers gettin’ on tracks ’cause all I hear is cap
I was tellin’ my young G, “Keep it at home”, but he tryna let that slap

Their sayin’ that drill in Aus is dead so I’m gonna bring it back
Brodies tellin’ me, “Get in the stu’ already” (You want me to sing or rap, huh?)
Sick of these rappers gettin’ on tracks ’cause all they do is cap (Cap)
I’m tellin’ my young G, “Keep it at home”, but he tryna let that slap (Uh)

He wanna let that slap
Bro lets bring this shit back
Quit all that cappin bra, jumpin’ in the studio rappin’ like you like that
Brother chill

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