"Ayeee"
They call me skreet, yeah that's no kap
Im winnin in this game and that's a fact
Im runnin like the flash now take a lap
You tried to catch me lackin, but I always keep the strap ya that's a Mac
Wit no cheese
Im Freddy Kruger bitch I'll slide up in you dreams
I want the love is you gon give it Yes please
Like I'm Jesus I'm gon have you on yo knees
Now do you see
I'm serving bricks and movin weight just like el chapo
Nigga said he colder than me?
Call him El Kappo
I got the motion in the ocean, "ha" I got that cash flow
"Wait hold up, pause"
"Now go"
Simon said empty the clip, that double barrel make him skip
Need extra nae nae wit no whip, throw missiles in like battleship
Rip em up wit hollow tips, I got new perks I must equip
Ain't got no cash skreet don't leave tips, holdup wait... why his chin look like a pistol grip.
HA
This beat so wavy
Make me feel brazy
Acc got me lazy
Big dog like maisy
You cannot phase me
I'm Patrick swaze
Jones pack amaze me
AYEEEEE
Skreet bitch I'm gettin rich
Sneak diss you gettin hit
I'm runnin in yo shit
Like a Doberman bitch I will pinch
I'm Juggin all yo shit, you could call me the grinch
"AYEEEE"
"This sum different"
They call me skreet, yeah that's no kap
Im winnin in this game and that's a fact
Im runnin like the flash now take a lap
You tried to catch me lackin, but I always keep the strap ya that's a tech
Wit no nine
I'm spittin too fast you should call me busta rhyme
Throw me a lob and I'm gon catch it it's a dime
I got the strap I'm throwin hollows columbine
You kno it's kap wit a K, my nigga Shane yo that's my slime
People talking down on me yeah they do it all the time
I'm mixed wit black and white something similar to a mime
Eating all these fake rappers Chris Travis crunch time
White people call it supper niggas call it dinner time
This shit was meant to be a joke, now up the ladder I will climb
"Yo
AYEEE"
"Freestyle"
I'm sippin agua
I got that lama
You want that drama
I got some J's
And they twos
I got some jeans
And they trues
These niggas tried to
Play me like a fool
You feel me playin wit Zias and B.Lou
I'm on the crew
We got that tool
"AYEEE"
"F*ck outta here"
Skreet - No Kap Lyrics
Skreet - No Kap Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
"Ayeee"
They call me skreet, yeah that's no kap
Im winnin in this game and that's a fact
Im runnin like the flash now take a lap
You tried to catch me lackin, but I always keep the strap ya that's a Mac
Wit no cheese
Im Freddy Kruger bitch I'll slide up in you dreams
I want the love is you gon give it Yes please
Like I'm Jesus I'm gon have you on yo knees
Now do you see
I'm serving bricks and movin weight just like el chapo
Nigga said he colder than me?
Call him El Kappo
I got the motion in the ocean, "ha" I got that cash flow
"Wait hold up, pause"
"Now go"
Simon said empty the clip, that double barrel make him skip
Need extra nae nae wit no whip, throw missiles in like battleship
Rip em up wit hollow tips, I got new perks I must equip
Ain't got no cash skreet don't leave tips, holdup wait... why his chin look like a pistol grip.
HA
This beat so wavy
Make me feel brazy
Acc got me lazy
Big dog like maisy
You cannot phase me
I'm Patrick swaze
Jones pack amaze me
AYEEEEE
Skreet bitch I'm gettin rich
Sneak diss you gettin hit
I'm runnin in yo shit
Like a Doberman bitch I will pinch
I'm Juggin all yo shit, you could call me the grinch
"AYEEEE"
"This sum different"
They call me skreet, yeah that's no kap
Im winnin in this game and that's a fact
Im runnin like the flash now take a lap
You tried to catch me lackin, but I always keep the strap ya that's a tech
Wit no nine
I'm spittin too fast you should call me busta rhyme
Throw me a lob and I'm gon catch it it's a dime
I got the strap I'm throwin hollows columbine
You kno it's kap wit a K, my nigga Shane yo that's my slime
People talking down on me yeah they do it all the time
I'm mixed wit black and white something similar to a mime
Eating all these fake rappers Chris Travis crunch time
White people call it supper niggas call it dinner time
This shit was meant to be a joke, now up the ladder I will climb
"Yo
AYEEE"
"Freestyle"
I'm sippin agua
I got that lama
You want that drama
I got some J's
And they twos
I got some jeans
And they trues
These niggas tried to
Play me like a fool
You feel me playin wit Zias and B.Lou
I'm on the crew
We got that tool
"AYEEE"
"F*ck outta here"
They call me skreet, yeah that's no kap
Im winnin in this game and that's a fact
Im runnin like the flash now take a lap
You tried to catch me lackin, but I always keep the strap ya that's a Mac
Wit no cheese
Im Freddy Kruger bitch I'll slide up in you dreams
I want the love is you gon give it Yes please
Like I'm Jesus I'm gon have you on yo knees
Now do you see
I'm serving bricks and movin weight just like el chapo
Nigga said he colder than me?
Call him El Kappo
I got the motion in the ocean, "ha" I got that cash flow
"Wait hold up, pause"
"Now go"
Simon said empty the clip, that double barrel make him skip
Need extra nae nae wit no whip, throw missiles in like battleship
Rip em up wit hollow tips, I got new perks I must equip
Ain't got no cash skreet don't leave tips, holdup wait... why his chin look like a pistol grip.
HA
This beat so wavy
Make me feel brazy
Acc got me lazy
Big dog like maisy
You cannot phase me
I'm Patrick swaze
Jones pack amaze me
AYEEEEE
Skreet bitch I'm gettin rich
Sneak diss you gettin hit
I'm runnin in yo shit
Like a Doberman bitch I will pinch
I'm Juggin all yo shit, you could call me the grinch
"AYEEEE"
"This sum different"
They call me skreet, yeah that's no kap
Im winnin in this game and that's a fact
Im runnin like the flash now take a lap
You tried to catch me lackin, but I always keep the strap ya that's a tech
Wit no nine
I'm spittin too fast you should call me busta rhyme
Throw me a lob and I'm gon catch it it's a dime
I got the strap I'm throwin hollows columbine
You kno it's kap wit a K, my nigga Shane yo that's my slime
People talking down on me yeah they do it all the time
I'm mixed wit black and white something similar to a mime
Eating all these fake rappers Chris Travis crunch time
White people call it supper niggas call it dinner time
This shit was meant to be a joke, now up the ladder I will climb
"Yo
AYEEE"
"Freestyle"
I'm sippin agua
I got that lama
You want that drama
I got some J's
And they twos
I got some jeans
And they trues
These niggas tried to
Play me like a fool
You feel me playin wit Zias and B.Lou
I'm on the crew
We got that tool
"AYEEE"
"F*ck outta here"
Writer: Jayden Street
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid