No Cap (feat. Double D)

Edward Allen Jr., Robert Browne

Been playing it cool
I really could pop it
Give me a beat
I bet you I walk it
Keep my friends close and my enemies closer
I know they be watching
That nigga tried it he left me no option
They couldn't touch me even before the virus
Keeping my balance while keeping my distance
Most of you niggas don't even know the difference
All in my bag
I'm in my bag yea yea
Shit that I'm doing they can not do it
I guess they mad yea yea
Gave me the head that hoe was clueless
She head of the class yea yea
Give me the ball
Call me James Harden
I do not pass yea yea
Aye
Boutta take off like rocket
A lot of these niggas cappin all in they raps
Boy u need to stop it
You the same one watch your mans get beat
And you ain't try to stop it
That be the same nigga that go and cop a plea
And he ain't even pop it
Lil nigga stop it
Flexing on the gram like he ain't got nothing lose
Opps got they finger on the trigger
Lil baby he got something to prove
Fuck what they talking bout
These niggas be doing shit for the clout
Til them niggas run up in your fucking house
Now look he quieter than a mouse
Lil nigga stop it
You ain't really poppin
You ain't really got it like say
Lil nigga stop it
You ain't really poppin
You ain't really got it like you say
Lil nigga stop it
You ain't really poppin
You ain't really got it like say
Lil nigga stop it
You ain't really poppin
You ain't really got it like you say
No
You ain't really got it like you say
No
You don't really pop it like you say
No
You ain't really got it like you say
All of that shit that he say in his raps
Boy we know that that's all cap
What's up with the cap and the extra
I thought it was chess and not checkers
Most you niggas is sigma steppers
All of you niggas ain't really no steppers
But ill let you tell it
Only time that you niggas is dangerous
When you gone off the perc or some angel dust
You ain't solid
Then you cannot hang with us
Ain't a shooter
Just put your lil banger up
I'm tired these rappers
They too much like actors
I rather be cool with producers
They look in my direction
But they be avoiding the glare
Like I'm double medusa
Niggas don't even be knowing they really ain't shooters
Until they run into a shooter
Watch a nigga turn straight into bitches
Go get a interview and work at hooters
Niggas be talking that gas
Not talking a bag
These niggas is ass
Won't be the first
And they won't be the last
I like talking cash
And toasting my glass
Don't like to cap
But I prolly should
Cuz a nigga to solid for Hollywood
Let me clear this shit up get it understood
I ain't thuggin
But yea I come from the hood
Niggas be talking like generals
Can't even open the book and be literal
I be sonning you niggas you pitiful
Talking the most but you doing the minumum
I ain't friendly wit none you niggas
I can't even shake niggas hands for free
Most you niggas fall for anything
Ain't no way you can stand for me
No you can't hold the count for a real nigga
So I don't give a damn how you feel nigga
Won't you stop with the cappin and chill nigga
But you can't you a fraudulent lil nigga
I done caught on to your tactics
You on hoe shit
Like a bad bad bitch
When I do what I do ima savage
To be honest you niggas is average
Too much cappin

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Who composed the song “No Cap (feat. Double D)” by Rob?
The song “No Cap (feat. Double D)” by Rob was composed by Edward Allen Jr., Robert Browne.

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