Rami Beatz - Ernest Baker lyrics

Verse 1: [Tha Capital G] Y'all know me, 617's where I'll be See me in the cut, rock a T, neck v With a high top fade and a sharp goatee k** with the flow, let em die slowly Addicted to dough and I won't OD Ill with the show, I'm filled with the glow So trill with it yo, keep the beat low-key I'm turnt up, I'm maxin' No chill, no laxin' Every time my track spins Your girlfriend does back bends They askin' what happened The aux cord was pa**ed then T'was jacked in by Black men Tha Capital's rappin' Awesome songs like The Box Tiger and OFF & ON I'm freaking pretty, little kiddies call me Giddy From the city where they all scream Boston Strong Moved to LA, now I shop at VONS Head to LAX, just got Ba**am Fly in my ride, finna slide down the Westside Chillin' where the vibe is boss till dawn Hi name is Giddens and I'm getting it Yup, I'ma get it like it's never been got And I'm grinning, I'm finna go get it non-stop You got no shot when I'm winning Been hot since beginning I like my women like chocolate and cinnamon With drops of vanilla and lots of adrenaline And I'm down with OPP, yeah you know me That's how it's go'n be, THA CAPITAL G [Hook: Tha Capital G] Blue chip I'll earn this paper Everything I do's lit I'll burn this hater Don't know how to quit I'll learn this later After I write this I'ma walk in like I'm Ernest Baker [Verse 2: Tha Capital G] My life is dope, I am dopeness Look through my scope and I won't miss Ferocious, I wrote this All of y'all can quote this You got to blast this on these streets I bought this track from Rami beatz Fire beats from Cleveland Cleveland is the reason Fire tweets from Ernest Ernest can you believe him? I swear to y'all I just seen him In Forbes Magazine Getting Paid To Be himself Oh Lord that's the dream Please know this Tha Capital G's focused Word to my home boy Vix We tryna' get rich So no we don't tease no chicks Roll with the punches, see no fists Trolling a bunch with zero hits How did it come to down this When a hater talk ‘ish But he freeze when he sees yo whip I'm poppin', I'm crackin' No break, no slackin' Every time my tracks ends DJ's play it back then They askin' what happened The aux cord was pa**ed then T'was jacked in by Black men Tha Capital's rappin' Like never before One album now I'm ready for more Gonna rip it up, hit ‘em up with up the stuff So tough that you're gonna wanna get in stores Met Ernest Baker, clever to core Whole Squad Gay, endeavors galore Gotta cook meals and my hook's real Ernest got that book deal, now he's ready for war Ain't nobody do it like we doing it Nope, we go'n do it like it's never been done You can't ruin it, you in it just for the funds We in it for the fun and to feel bliss Son, can you feel this? It's so sick and nothing heal this Time to conceal this rhyme spitting realness Just put on Skee TV Who do I see? The homie EB Tha Capital G [Hook: Tha Capital G]