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Cap Breakers
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Cap Breakers was released on October 10, 2025 by LaFamiliá Loyalty First Records as a part of the album Shit Ah Goooo 2
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Release DateOctober 10, 2025
LabelLaFamiliá Loyalty First Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Longmoneyscoot
Longmoneyscoot
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Johnson
Sean Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Longmoneyscoot
Longmoneyscoot
Engineer

Lyrics

60 in that bitch
I scored 60 in that bitch
Off the road with Cap Breaker
Scored 60 in that bitch
I scored
I'm on the road with Cap Breaker
Scored 60 in that bitch
A lot of blood, sweat, and tears
To drop a ' Nipsey on my wrist
Last time I got creative
Woke by Denver fans and shit
Have no money, wake up turnt
****, what life you tryna pick
She get wet when I count racks
Cause she like that type of shit
She gon' change cause I want
Cause I don't like that type of bitch
I get racks, stay out the mix
My **** stand on top of shit
I'm a self-made ****
Say' that shit with confidence
She took off work, you still gon' double
What I was makin
Duh, she a ten, act like a five
I gave her triple just because
Shop bangin' Copper Cove
I got a line like Mr. Ruggs
Bitch seen me with that doggie
I was broke, like what the fuck
I done said this shit before
I'm big dog, these **** pups
**** crazy, wasn't around
When it was down, now it's up
Showin' what was made of us
My only problem, paper cuts
That shit crazy, shit a zoo you play a duck to catch a duck
Most, the rivals dead and broke
So ain't no way to catch it up
All my Scotties be on point
I'll dock that pay, they messin' up
Ain't no fun before fun
Say fuck the fun until it's different
I had brunch with bitch just to sip mimosa
Look at titties, I was skippin' school
Huntin' for best prices on the gift
Make it happen
I ain't dreamin' bout shit
These **** wishing really rappin
What I'm livin', put my soul into it, ****
I can't name all the shit that I done sold
To these ****
Start the week, my stash was low
End the week, that bitch was bigger
In the mountain, catchin' jacks
Type of shit, that shiver timbers
I make money with my ****
Even with extended members
You can't run off with that bag
Tell me when that 10 ain't pending
I was signing rip Ducie
Now a days, a **** scribble
Told her, block my other hoes
We out at Ruth, we actin' civil
Bitch said the wrong shit
I cut her off like Jimmy Kimmel
I can ice her mani-pedi
She give me pussy and give me rentals
Probably talkin' bout what I did
I'm never talkin' bout what I'm fin to
**** heard the bands free
This shit ain't sweet, this shit ain't simple
Written by: Sean Johnson
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