Letras:
Caps Lock

Caps lock can eat my fucken arse You, you hear get out from under my finger cunt Don't want to type like I'm shouting AHHHHHHHHH

Caps lock can eat my fucken arse You, you hear get out from under my finger cunt Don't want to type like I'm shouting AHHHHHHHHH

cheddar I give a fuck, suede bucks and Coogi sweaters What's up? Whatever sable fur to lamb leather I've seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for

(Intro) One, two, Bone is coming for you Three, four, better lock the doors Five, six, better load your clips Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate

And that's just like a nigga, wanna take all the credit I bet it didn't even occur That we would eventually meet with ya, kid Don't crash, collide, lock

And that's just like a nigga, wanna take all the credit I bet it didn't even occur That we would eventually meet with ya, kid Don't crash, collide, lock

heart done got hard I still show regards, call out to the Lord But it seems like I can't cry So when bullets fly... Yeah, its my fault Locked in with

guns flapping their guns with no fear Females, money and guns its all here Top shotters big cats street gats Bent coppers aim for your knee caps Some

kicks and snares So what you scared for, unprepared for Tunnel rat schematics, score from your average rappers new era We rocking sewer caps Breathing