El Chapo Guzman YoungstaCPT

[Verse 1]
Went home to the Kaap then I came back the burg
Rapping like ASAP Ferg
Fuck what you heard, youngsta’s a man of his word
I make police van’s swerve
Turn out of control
My jewelry is silver but all my achievements are gold
I’m on a roll, paper chasing and you kids are just a cold like you 7 years old
My name and my age doesn’t matter bru
As long as my lyrics are flammable
Cape Town to Hillbrow to Malibu
If you beefing with me I must battle you
Settle it like a real man would do
But now you got people to manage you
So if you get hurt they go bandage you
You pampering pussies you vaginal
I wanna clarify
Since when did we start making music to profit and advertise
The music is monetized
My sister can’t rap but she’d come up with better lines
Then most of you silly guys
You claiming you gods but shouldn't be idolized
You hoping the light is lime
Oh bra you should know I’m not even that type of guy
Climbing the stairs
Chasing the finance shares
In a pair of Nike Cortez
Stay on the ground like
Brake when the light goes red
When it’s green I spit cause I’m fast and I’m furious
Salutas [?]
You know CPT is us
I'm the Ygeneral genuis
You rappers are soft like Enrique Iglesias