No Cap

Album cover art for "No Cap" by Dimzy & Ross Belly

Dimzy & Ross Belly - Rap, Drill

No Cap

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Duration: 3:20

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[Intro] SRB separation confirmed Coming up on staging the burn out of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds [Chorus: Ross Belly & Dimzy] We don't even chat to the pork (No pork) Bro could leave your block in a state, I ain't talking New York How could that likkle fish try and swim with the sharks? (Swim with the sharks) I didn't even play your tune 'cause it's cap from the start (Cap, cap) Fell in love with these bands-oh's, all these bands-oh's My face too bait, I can't even go to the Nandos Swear that's your man though? She love the gang, bro Cuz been on the wing, different things, made it flip off his ankle [Verse 1: Dimzy] Probation running all my schedule and my daughter rang me like, "Hi Dad" It's cali I'm smoking, this gas is petrol, gram of [?], [?], no backstrap I don't really sleep, I take bare naps Late night with my sweet one doing bareback Bro got life in '012, I firmed that All 'cause he stretched out his arm and burnt man (Free him up) [?] was flying daily, now they got him doing up cells and landings [?], now them packs will burn on the landings It's mad, two thirds of the ends on the landing, I swear that I'm missing the mandem If the Sixty's get pissed off, glee up the place, you know what happens (Glee) Glee up the ting, this ain't for fashion, forty's and trucks This ain't for fashion, dot, boom, baow Two tap him, really tryna fry him with passion Glee up the ting, this ain't for fashion, forty's and trucks This ain't for fashion, dot, boom, baow Two tap him, really tryna fry him with passion [Chorus: Ross Belly] We don't even chat to the pork Bro could leave your block in a state, I ain't talking New York How could that likkle fish try and swim with the sharks? I didn't even play your tune 'cause it's cap from the start Fell in love with these bands-oh's, all these bands-oh's My face too bait, I can't even go to the Nandos Swear that's your man though? She love the gang, bro Cuz been on the wing, different things, made it flip off his ankle [Verse 2: Dimzy] Free ASAP and LD (Free 'em), Doggy, Rolls and Snoop, Skrilly, DibDab and ST (Free 'em up) My bro's in jail still flying 'em even though he's locked out down in HMP (Trap) You don't know how much waps we've copped and let it all rip on these Lambeth streets Free R6, my slimy, two-trap Giddy and Chingy (Free 'em) Still gotta keep me a blicky, blicky 'cause my lifestyle's so risky, risky C.I.D on the gang so it's sticky, it's getting all tricky (Tricky) Want girl but in love with Lizzy, pink, purple, they both too pretty (Money) Still in skengs we trust, in the field with this hot fire corn, like shh Or you can get it like shh, or get it like shh when he got dug (Splash) Had a 44 out [?], I ain't tryna end up in [?] scrubs Free Scribz, they had him in Thameside, nuff, making this jail shit smooth not rough, free him up, free him up [Chorus: Ross Belly] We don't even chat to the pork Bro could leave your block in a state,I ain't talking New York (Glee) How could that likkle fish try and swim with the sharks? I didn't even play your tune 'cause it's cap from the start Fell in love with these bands-oh's, all these bands-oh's My face too bait, I can't even go to the Nandos Swear that's your man though? She love the gang, bro Cuz been on the wing, different things made it flip off his ankle [Outro: Dimzy] Uh-huh

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Credits

Writers
  • Dimzy
  • Ross Belly