Lyrics Comethazine – Boy Don’t Cap!

Ha!
Yeah
Ay, ay, ay
Boy don’t cap (boy don’t cap)

Boy, don’t cap
Nigga, this mag
We just keep the mag
My hittas’, my goons (boom, boom, boom)
Boy, don’t-boy, don’t cap
Nigga, this mag
We just keep the mag
My hittas’, my goons (boom, boom, boom)

Boy don’t cap
Niggas be cappin’ like hats
Shoot a fuckboy in his stomach (boom)
Bullets come out through the back
Bag that I’m rockin, it’s BAW$KEE
Bitch, I even got it tatted
Big Lambo, got it matte
Big AK, let ’em have it
Bitch, I got Supreme on me
Only smokin’ on the OG
Fuckin’ bad hoes only
All gold like a trophy
I just got a new uzi
Fuck around, let the trigger squeeze (boom)
Gang, BAW$KEE

Boy, don’t cap
Nigga, this mag
We just keep the mag
My hittas’, my goons (boom, boom, boom)
Boy, don’t-boy, don’t cap
Nigga, this mag
We just keep the mag
My hittas’, my goons (boom, boom, boom)

(Oh man, God-damn!)
Boy, don’t cap, huh
Not fuckin’ that, huh
Get hit with’ yo’ back, huh
I ain’t talkin mag, huh
Uh, ooh, uh
I just fucked yo’ bitch, she suck my dick, she like it, huh
She just fucked my best friend, and she exotic, huh
Backwood fat, huh
Diamonds on my neck, huh
Her lil’ pussy wet, huh
I pull out my gat, huh, ooh huh
And my shotgun shoot at bitches if she fat, ooh, huh
I just want the money, I hate that bitch, she fat, what

Boy, don’t cap
Nigga, this mag
We just keep the mag
My hittas’, my goons (boom, boom, boom)
Boy, don’t-boy, don’t cap
Nigga, this mag
We just keep the mag
My hittas’, my goons (boom, boom, boom)

What, ooh
Hah, on cap
This mag
Boom
Boy don’t lack
Hit with’ dis’ mag
Hit with’ dis tech, huh
Ha, Dexter