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      Future

      Album: Super Slyme

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      Future - No Cap Música y Letra

      [Intro: Future]
      Southside on the track, yeah
      Ha ha
      Yeah
      
      [Verse 1: Future]
      Take it out the bank, go put it up
      Got my main hoe, put her up
      Straight off the lot, go put it up
      My last two foreigns pulled up
      Straight out the bank, go put it up
      Everybody in the hood gone pull up
      I got 'em on Xans and the Roxy's
      The homie done ran with a thottie
      Every week I change my closet
      Got a Fendi store in my house
      Got a Bentley garage in my house
      Got a watch on my wrist cost a house
      My bitch can't sleep at my house
      Make her sleep at a hotel now
      And when you talk, man, you talking off cap
      And your diamonds they looking like tap
      I was always ducking from the paps
      Keep an R&B bitch in my lap
      Out in Beverly Hills, I adapt
      But I still had to ride with that strap
      
      [Verse 2: Young Thug]
      Yellow diamonds like banana, that's cap
      Put some dirty in Mello Yello, no cap
      Rocking Maison Margiela's, that's cap
      Red bitch, Cinderella, no cap
      I can turn, pero
      I can turn Pedro
      Bad bitch out the ghetto
      Eating like model
      I'm bout to get better
      Still trapping for Beretta's
      Rolls Royce umbrella
      Getting dome at Coachella
      Yeah, hop out the coupe and titty fuck her
      Yeah, free Bobby Shmurda, motherfuck the Rikers
      I'ma lean back in the 'Bach, she suck like lolli-suckers
      I lied when I said I love her
      Backstabbed the bitch, like I'm Myer Michaels
      
      [Verse 3: Future]
      My little brother keep a stick on the seat
      He gone brrrt, brrrt, brrrt 'til your heart stop beating
      I'm a Zone 6 nigga and I'm riding in a foreign
      Fuck a bad yellow bitch anytime I get bored
      Nigga, uh
      I'm a giant on these streets, nigga, uh
      Switch my bitch once a week, nigga, uh
      1.5 in my Goyard, uh
      Gone need a way bigger surf board, uh
      I bust down my plain Yachtmaster with bezels
      I flew her out to Vegas, swear to God, forgot to hit her
      I made 'em quit they jobs, then I gave 'em to my niggas
      I gave a little start-up money and put her in a rental
      I send my Ethiopian to go pray at the temple
      I flood her heart with diamonds, just to pray, it's so expensive
      She tasting holy water, so, for me, it's beneficial
      She caught the holy ghost when I gave her the presidential

      Future - No Cap Música y Letra

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