Caps (UK) – Oryt

Oryt Lyrics
Caps (UK) – Oryt Lyrics

Hook
Don’t be coming round me with your bad vibes
I don’t wanna be mates with you alright?
I made a hundred in my trap man, I’m nice
Codeine swimming in my Sprite, I’m high
All I do is make money, I’m on my business
Heard there’s a hit on me but they ain’t hit shit
Had to blow chase in the Range cause I clipped it
Went from a bando to a stage, I’m on lit shit

Verse 1
Run up in the crop with a bandana, I’m a bandit
Conspiracy gang, half the time we don’t plan shit
Worker said “Where shall I put it?”, I told him “Bank it”
It’s the prick’s first day and I already can’t stand him
I was on a good run till the feds did a sweep again
Back to square one so I’m knocking on Steve’s again
Oh hello, hi there bro, it’s me again
Fresh SIM card, I’ma make the line beat again
I spent four bags on Burberry this month
Her Gucci handbag, that’s perfect for snubs
She loves my style, she knows her boyfriend’s a bum
Hit it in the penthouse, now she’s cleaning it up
Free B, I just brought him some crypto
Promoters tryna book me, told ‘em “Pay me in pink notes”
I don’t need a brick phone to flip O’s
Hands free, you know how that shit goes
Worker got my line, I ain’t getting no missed calls
Hook
Don’t be coming round me with your bad vibes
I don’t wanna be mates with you alright?
I made a hundred in my trap man, I’m nice
Codeine swimming in my Sprite, I’m high
All I do is make money, I’m on my business
Heard there’s a hit on me but they ain’t hit shit
Had to blow chase in the Range cause I clipped it
Went from a bando to a stage, I’m on lit shit

Verse 2
Yo I say what I want, I don’t force it
Bitch I’m a Paki, I ain’t got no foreskin
Love letter from my old ho, I tore it
Then I went and moved a whole box like a forklift
I’m in a Nike trackie getting trappy
Licking shots out the backseat, fans spot me like acne
I told ‘em “Don’t slap me”, I’ve gotta move anti
Just baited up my ride up in Langley
Border control sucked the food before it hit Dam
Gotta pull the plug on the packs before it hits France
Rap’s working now, they’re pissed, I took a big chance
‘017, white and B, I made the strip dance
In Flannels with a stick on me, O.T. with a brick on me
Possession with intent feds try stick on me
I keep dropping bangers, rappers getting sick of me
Harlot seen me with a cat, hope she don’t snitch on me
Hook
Don’t be coming round me with your bad vibes
I don’t wanna be mates with you alright?
I made a hundred in my trap man, I’m nice
Codeine swimming in my Sprite, I’m high
All I do is make money, I’m on my business
Heard there’s a hit on me but they ain’t hit shit
Had to blow chase in the Range cause I clipped it
Went from a bando to a stage, I’m on lit shit

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