L'A Capone - The Gat lyrics

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L'A Capone - The Gat lyrics

[Hook x2:] I can never lack, go to sleep with the gat Trust none but I believe in the gat Me and my b**h go eat with the gat It's real, but sh** get deeper than that Why would I lie? No reason for that Six-O sh** got seasonal gats Y'all know how we be with the gat Hit a lick, kick a door then leave with the gat Homie like "Bro, be easy with that" I love when it bust like semen in that n***as know me, I be in the trap Like why would I lie? No reason for that f** n***a want beef, I'm squeezing the gat He drop Bs, he bound to get whacked On my block where cannon is at On my block where animals at We been drilling since white tee days I'll shoot a ho, gat go both ways b**h, we the Fam, everybody throw treys We don't give a damn, everybody blow a K Whole city know D-Block ain't safe L'A Capone at the top of the race Fufu n***a stay out of my shade Up a gat on a lame, give me all that cake Catch a body, it's a hommie, I ain't catching no case I don't need 30, I use that 8 If a n***a throw rakes, six shots to the face Hitters don't play, they'll hit that cake Nah, I'll never rat, keep my mouth duct-taped f** what the motherf**ing cops gone say It ain't never too late what the clock gone say But you should have known better so the Glock gone spray Now be real with me n***as ain't really in the field with me And I ain't trying to have to go do 50 So I f** with real n***as through the city When I ain't in my mood to shoot the semi I go to my room and pour the Remy Got a 100 n***as that's out to get me 650 that's riding with me [Hook x2:] I can never lack, go to sleep with the gat Trust none but I believe in the gat Me and my b**h go eat with the gat It's real, but sh** get deeper than that Why would I lie? No reason for that Six-O sh** got seasonal gats Y'all know how we be with the gat Hit a lick, kick a door then leave with the gat Young hot head never gave a damn Price tag on his head, he gone lose a limb Can't do too much, I know who he is Can't go nowhere, I know where he live Talk slick all day, he ain't on a thing Boys snatch his a** up and I bet he sing Shorty thought he was slow off of 'methazine One shot, head shot, it's a Kennedy scene All the real n***as know I got street cred She can't meet my mom, she can meet the bed Got a 100-shot chop where I lay my head Try to run up on me, now he oh so dead Stay f**ing with me, he must be off the meds Never wife no b**h, to the block I pledge Be a hitter by yourself like Lil Durk said But rule number one is get that bread If you a n***a getting money, I salute you boy I f** her all kind of ways, Kama Sutra, boy And everyday the 25th, they ain't used to toys He went bankrupt quick, he ain't used to green I throw my Bs to the sky, man I love my team Purp in the cup gave me the grandma lean He in the building, they'll know when we on scene But they don't want us around cause we tear up things [Hook x2:] I can never lack, go to sleep with the gat Trust none but I believe in the gat Me and my b**h go eat with the gat It's real, but sh** get deeper than that Why would I lie? No reason for that Six-O sh** got seasonal gats Y'all know how we be with the gat Hit a lick, kick a door then leave with the gat