MCM by Kap G
Album : SupaJefe
Released : 2017
Genre : Hip-Hop/Rap
Label : Atlantic Recording
Magic City on a Monday
Yeezys on like I’m Kanye
Pull up on her on the runway
Polo Jeans, yeah I’m comfy
Niggas running with the fengshui
Linen suit on a Sunday
They got hit on the worst day
That is what I call a Hun-day
Swear that pussy felt like Yoplay
I’m a rockstar word to Cobain
Keep the bands like I’m Coldplay
I’ve been balling on them just like Coke K
The police still stuck in their old ways
They gon’ get off like they OJ
Y’all just acting like it’s okay
Stunting like my daddy O’Shea
I’m dripped up in all this Dolce
I’ve been still out like a probay
Rule number one: yeah, they gon’ hate
Water top tees up in Norway
I’m eating good fuck a cold plate
And my vato got them low rings
Ive got two chicks who go both ways
After I fuck, buenas noches
Magic City on a Monday
Yeezys on like I’m Kanye
Pull up on her on the runway
Polo Jeans, yeah I’m comfy
Niggas running with the fengshui
Linen suit on a Sunday
They got hit on the worst day
That is what I call a Hun-day
I do not care what your friends say
Quit all that blocking, Dikembe
Me and my bae the new Kimye and I feel like the goat like I’m MJ
Dripping in sauce I’m the sensei
I get hundred dollar
I’m a magic with the shrimp steak
Baby take that address where your friends stay
Last year I ain’t had shit
This year I’m getting mad rich
I want the arroz with the catfish
Hit my DM just don’t catfish
I just wanna date an actress
I’ma beat it like I’m Cassius
Put the playboy bunny, way more money
David Blaine with the hat tricks
Magic City on a Monday
Yeezys on like I’m Kanye
Pull up on her on the runway
Polo Jeans, yeah I’m comfy
Niggas running with the fengshui
Linen suit on a Sunday
They got hit on the worst day
That is what I call a Hun-day
I just might throw out your rings, she wanna stay at the pent, yeah
I wanna truck with the brakes, I got the gas and it stinks, yeah
Hit the hoes at the same time I had them yelling out “jinx,” yeah
If Donald Trump go build the fence, we gon’ get that
Real niggas getting the sting, rest in peace to that boy Chinx, yeah
My sauce dripping like a scene, I got her sippin’ the drink, yeah
She tatted with all the ink, she naked under that mink, yeah
Soon as we get to the crib I’ma slid over them pinks, yeah
Magic City on a Monday
Yeezys on like I’m Kanye
Pull up on her on the runway
Polo Jeans, yeah I’m comfy
Niggas running with the fengshui
Linen suit on a Sunday
They got hit on the worst day
That is what I call a Hun-day
Kap G – SupaJefe (Album 2017)
01. CEO
02. Rings
03. MCM
04. I See You
05. Freakin ‘N’ Geekin
06. Basic
07. Ay Yi Yi
08. Motivation
09. I Heard
10. Icha Gicha
11. Hope
12. Motions
○ Listen To “Kap G” Music :
● ” Girlfriend ”
From Album: El Southside
[ Quotable ]
Baby Ion’t even know yo name
Hundred on the dash like I’m Dame
She wanna take trips to Romane
Call me David, I’m the one to blame
I can’t even do it, babe, sorry, I can’t even lie
Why you tryna fuck with me babe? You got another guy
She said, “Can I come again?” Maybe, girl, another time
Tramp stamp on her back, what is that a butterfly?
Blowin’ on the gas from the Amoco
I just hit yo girl in my Polo Pajamas tho
Gotta stay strapped like I’m Rambo tho
And she thick and she pretty (like who?) like Amber Rose
● ” Don’t Need Em ”
Featuring Young Thug
[ Quotable ]
I hate that feelin’ when I feel like I been played with
You know that feelin’ when they act like they gon take it
I know a lot of soldiers I thought weren’t gon make it
I know a lot of fake soldiers they betrayed
I ain’t no mufuckin’ cheater
I know a high-life nigga that will need em
But I don’t need em, need em, need em, need em, need em
● ” La Policia ”
[ Quotable ]
I don’t got my pistol on me quit flashing your flashlight
Where your license registration? My license registration, aye
Trying to sent me to the fucking immigration, the fucking immigration, aye
● ” Tatted Like Amigos ”
Featuring Wiz Khalifa, Kirko Bangz
[ Quotable ]
Keep a couple killers round me
And you know I keep a couple bitches around me
And you know my bitches they stay tatted like amigos
My bitches stay quiet, don’t say shit I call it B-Roll
Ride for my niggas, I die for my niggas
I got Pimp C on my sleeve
H-town nigga got DJ Screw big more all on me
These tattoos on my neck they bitches leak
And I sip some much damn drink, I got that shit tatted on me