These people be cappin

They not really rappin

They say all that stuff but it's not finna happen

Pop out with the stick

U know that it's tragic

I really do it

I'll do some magic

Run round town

They know my name

No cap no cap

People be lame

I'll catch a beat

Then beat up the base

I ain't no phony

I ain't finna change 2x

I ain't finna change

These people be lame

These people be fake

Steady getting paid

Runnin up bands

A kid got fans

I hit my dance

I got so much bands

I ain't ya friend

Come round here

It's a dead end

No cap forreal

Hopped in the benz

And we pulled up

Count to 10

I really pulled the plug

Cause they thought they could stop me

Fake friends really opps

Watching me closely

Minding my business

Im on my dolo

I don't do no bands

I really stay solo

But i get them bands

Pulled up and said hello

I stay simple no black and yellow

Como estas how u doin my fellow

I don't play the cello

Stopped by the crib

Got a couple bands

Paparazzi

I got fans

I really be dayroom

I don't like the cams

My wrist is so cold

Just like a fan

Im freezing

Weather like 0 degrees

Got the flu finna sneeze

My flow is cold like the breeze