LowCap ft. Ainsley & Jahseh Lyrics

Literally, baseball, we all use a Mako

You talk shit, then I pull out the Draco

Got a bad bitch and she do what I say so

One mil snap score, yeah, she a ho-ho

One night stand, royal hand

I'ma go and catch a band

Yo ass lackin' at the store

Shoot you once, then add some more

Yo, looks crusty, grab some Carmex

After that, now give me car sex

Smokey Owens on the court

He gon' leave and smoke a port

Lungs is black like my balls

Got my wristband with the calls

This shit too slow, got a bad ho

One, two, three, knocks and they at your dough

Twenty-three girls and they are all beauties

Take them all home and beat up their doonies

I'ma swing high and you can swing low

If your bitch fat, then she gotta go

Stu sesh at six, countin' these bricks

Pre-game at Speedway where we hit the licks

Her ass is messy, just like Nutella

Eatin' her out, I'll need an umbrella

Walk in the spot like I need some payment

Kill Rafiki, I put him on a payment

You a bitch too, yo neck lookin' payless

Hoes on me, trade the fat for the gay bitch

Man on your arm he look like a gay man

I'ma take him and fuck him in the basement

After I'm done, he won't know his name yet

I'm all out, then I take my payment

Lookin' pussy like a popsicle She ride that dick like a bicycle

Might send that bitch to the hospital

King Aush, he unstoppable

All my lines so illogical

A BDS mob symbolical

I swear my ass keeps gettin' bigger

Ainsley always off the liquor

Gonna go ride the Big Dipper

Turn around, pull the trigger

I just shit in my cat litter

All the bitches fuckin' bicker