NO RAP KAP

[Intro: Trippie Redd & Kodie Shane]

2K for the toes, 2K for the toes

2K for the toes, I want me some more

Yeah, my neck in stones, I want me some more

'Cause a dog can't get a bone

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

No rap cap, no

Seven for the jeans, 2K on the toes

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Twenty for the stones, 100K for the shows

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Yeah, no rap cap, no

[Verse 1: Kodie Shane]

My girl like girls (Yeah), and he like girls

Don't buy her diamonds, I like to buy pearls

She want me but she just can't be my girl

She want me but she belong to the world (Hey)

Hey, uh, gave her the moon but she wanted the world

Yeah, I'm in a foreign, almost hit the curb

My big brother wanna fuck on my girl

She brought her friend but I wanted her first

I don't know how much I need for a verse

She don't want me, she want Trippie

I told her, no I need fifty, fuck that shit, no, I need fifty

Yeah, hey, no rap cap, bad lil' bitch put her on my lap

Take her overseas I'ma put her in a backpack

All these niggas need to back back

All this money can't fit up in the backpack

I don't even know why you would ask that

Too many flights got jet lagged

Come from Vermont and get a big bag

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

No rap cap, no

Seven for the jeans, 2K on the toes

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Twenty for the stones, 100K for the shows

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Yeah, no rap cap, no

[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]

Posted on the main, with the gang, you can find out

Pussy you a lame, should be ashamed, you needa retire

Your shit sound the same, I got that flame, I got that fire

She gon' suck my dick, she suck my soul like a vampire (Huh)

Keep my pistol close, boy I keep them poles

Keep my brothers close, keep my sister close

Foenem talkin' down, pussy nigga, we wipe your nose

On the gang, yous a stain, bitch you get exposed

And my money to the ceiling (Ceiling)

They treatin' me like the villain (Yeah)

But foenem, no cap, bitch you peelin' (Peelin')

Man he dead, he dead you like Krillin (Krillin)

Leave him stanky, lil' nigga like chitlins (Yeah)

When that drac' get to kickin' he limpin' (Limpin')

Ain't no game, I won't stop til' the clip end (Clip end)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

No rap cap, no

Seven for the jeans, 2K on the toes

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Twenty for the stones, 100K for the shows

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Yeah, no rap cap, no

Yeah, no rap cap, no