Captain Crunch

By Rotorial

On HEAT

Released on November 19, 2021

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[Intro: Trippie Redd]

Yeah

Pussy nigga said he gon' kill me

Hm, I don't give a fuck, I'm gon' die anyway, haha

Tell ya, yeah, yeah


[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Talk about them P's (P's), got a bunch, nigga

Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga (Gun)

Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Cap'n Crunch, nigga

Oh, you sippin' on Tris, we sippin' Wock', ha, dumb nigga

Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)

If you said it's up, lil' nigga, then know it's up wit' ya (Up)

Best believe we gon' find your bitch ass, nigga, I'm gon' get up wit' ya

We nuts, if we come (Bah), we gon' bust at ya (Bah)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd & Icewear Vezzo]

Fuck a bitch, fuck 12, lil' nigga, I don't need no cuffs, nigga (Cuffs, uh-uh)

Politicin' and pimpin' in that 'Vette, leave a hater in the dust, nigga (Dust, skrrt)

Takin' all your shit, in my chain (Yeah), that's Snow on tha Bluff, nigga (Yeah)

Now get up outta here (Ha), yeah, aight (Yeah), I'ma fuck wit' ya


[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

I just flew the private out to LA, come and meet me (Come and meet me)

And once you land, you better be glad to see me (Glad to see me)

Why you can't jump on top of me? I don't wan' hear nan' reason (Nan' reason)

This brand-new ring make me feel like I won a whole season

You supposed to make me feel like a king without it on

Brand new Chanel, put it on

Ayy, fuck that (Ayy, put it on)

You gon' make me go buy a new G-Wagen for your fine ass

Fuck your friends, you better be in 'fore I get home, oh

Mmh, mmh, hittin' it from behind, in your spine, take that, yeah

We went plenty of times in the ride

Fuck these skeezers, she gon' ride like my guys (She in there with who?)

Pullin' up, bitch, you in here, come outside


[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Talk about them P's (P's), got a bunch, nigga

Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga (Gun)

Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Cap'n Crunch, nigga

Oh, you sippin' on Tris, we sippin' Wock', dumb nigga


[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]

Doggy back, four-two flat

Black hat, no mask on

Tough talking, get blast on

Keep walking and smash on

Move fast when I see the profit

Blue rag in my back pocket (Crip)

Hundred grand every time I drop it

Can't fuck with a nigga, stop it

Every time I hit the block, I'm on a mission

Quick to serve a nigga on the spot who didn't listen

It's hot up in the kitchen, I'm burnin' down your house

You niggas talking slick, my gun up in your mouth

Big money, act funny

We comin', we gunnin'

Them bullets be hummin'

Keep ducking, keep runnin'

I'm a G, nigga, Doggy stay ballin'

I'm throwing up the C, nigga, and all these hoes callin'


[Verse 4: Sada Baby]

My trap jumpin', groovin, huh

Pass me that cup, pass me that blunt, pass me that gun (Skuba), huh

Rackin' it up, is you packin' or what? Who baggin' me up? The whoopers?

The apes, the shooters (Ha)

The Dracs, we use 'em (Ha), we hate computers (Ha, ha, ha)


[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Talk about them P's (P's), got a bunch, nigga

Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga (Gun)

Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Cap'n Crunch, nigga

Oh, you sippin' on Tris, we sippin' Wock', dumb nigga

Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)

If you said it's up, lil' nigga, then know it's up wit' ya (It's up)

Best believe we gon' find your bitch ass, nigga, I'm gon' get up wit' ya

We nuts, if we come (Bah), we gon' bust at ya (Bah)