Young M.A – Trap or Cap Lyrics | Official Video

Young M.A – Trap or Cap Lyrics

Zombie on the track..
Let me take a swig of that Henny real quick
Too many cappin’ n**gas, man
Too many cappin’ b**ches out here, man
Either you gettin’ money or you cappin’
That’s it, uh

Pushin’ V’s, hundreds in my jeans, that’s a hundred G’s
Bougie b**ch says she wanna leave, well, f**k it, leave
You ain’t got no car, you ain’t got no keys
Now call that Uber to take you home
And when you leave, leave me alone

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Don’t hit my phone
Pour me up some Hennessy, roll up a bone
I’m tired of h*es, how the hell you broke
But wearin’ designer clothes
You stupid ho, I swear I’m through with those
‘Cause damn, they do the most
That clout and s**t, I don’t care ’bout the s**t
I don’t care if you known

Them cappin’ guys, always rappin’ lies, but be a rat inside
Chasin’ cheese, I’m out here chasin’ green
You either trap or die, what’s brackin’, five
We packin’ 30s, 40s, and we packin’ 9s
I’m packin’ mine, my pockets fat inside
’cause, b**ch, I’m stackin’ mine

If you ain’t comin’ out to make no money
Then n**ga, go back inside
Was sober for a minute
I drunk that Henny and now I’m back alive
Yeah, I’m humble, but I got different sides
So, ayy, don’t act surprised
RedLyfe Gang, we wildin’ out
Rich n**ga without havin’ clout

Ayy, either you trappin’ or you cappin’
Either you trappin’ or you cappin’
Either you trappin’ or you cappin’

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Ayy, flip a check, soon as you get a check
Make that money stretch
Spent a chec, just to get a b**ch, man
That’s a dummy flex
Goofy guys, we don’t know them n**gas
We like, who them guys
‘Cause where I’m from it’s do or die
You do for me, I do for mine

Hoppin’ out the foreign with the Louis slides, movie time
Go against the gang, that’s a suicide, don’t do it, slime
Never snitchin’, if I do the crime, I’ma do the time
Never switchin’, if you forever loyal, I forever ride

Handle business
Mind my business
F**k your business
Not my business
I be where that money at
This not lean, it’s cognac
Damn, I need that loud pack
Where brodie at

Man, I swear I act just like my zodiac
Shout out my SG n**gas, that’s what my krodies jack
Can’t say you loyal to me, nah, you gotta show me that
I’ma hold me down, y’all n**gas can’t hold me back
RedLyfe Gang, we wildin’ out
Rich n**ga without haνin’ clout

Ayy, either you trappin’ or you cappin’
Either you trappin’ or you cappin’
Either you trappin’ or you cappin’
Ayy

These n**gas out here, man
Fake flexin’
Either you gettin’ money or you gettin’
You know what I mean
Or you, or you, you tellin’ lies, man
You out here cappin’
Too many n**gas out here cappin’, b**ches cappin’
Actin’ like they got it
Too many n**gas out here actin’ like they got it
Spendin’ money and they ain’t even got it
Just to impress a ho, man, y’all weird, bro
Come on, man, get your money up, man

Ayy, either you trappin’ or you cappin’
Either you trappin’ or you cappin’
Zombie on the track…

➤ Written by Young M.A
Album: Red Flu
Produced by Mike Zombie
Young M.A | 2020

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