No cap

By Surf

Released on February 11, 2018

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[Chorus: Surf]

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I look like I just hit the fucking lottery

Put my wrist inside the bowl

And I ain't talking pottery

Man I swear these niggas plot on me

'cause they ain't hot as me

Man it's funny

'Cause they bitches the ones that be stalking me


[Verse 1: Surf]

Damn, my neck so goddamn cold

I got pneumonia in this bitch

And she won't leave me alone

She blow my phone up in this bih

Wok'd up Hennesey

Fly as hell, drone up in this bih

Got that loud pack

Hitting like cologne up in this bih

Turn this bitch out

I was broke, but I'm rich now

Diamonds hit now

Hating nigga make him get out

Tell him get down

Before I fuck around and flip out

I keep a stick now

'cause everybody like to switch out

Aye


[Verse 2: Surf]

Take all of your baby money

Call it kidnap

Keep a silence on the gun

When I shot it go pip pap

All this drip on me

This sauce, when I walk it go tip tap

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These diamonds on me shining

Make me look like Riff Raff

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I'm fresh as hell

I'm looking like a walking tic-tac

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My bank account got all the bread

I call it Big Mac

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I'm blowing on this gas

I might just throw a kick back

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I tell these niggas I fuck wit 'em

And don't hit back

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I ride with only my gang

I don't need no new friends

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I only fuck with my whip

I don't need no new Benz

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I push to start

I don't want your silly new keys

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These niggas capping

Talking 'bout they really knew me

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The way these niggas flocking to me

They some groupies

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I only want the Guala

Man, I love the blue cheese

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This ice around my neck so cold

It's making you sneeze

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Your bitch blowing me the kisses

But she got the cooties