[Music] NoCap – GPS [+ Lyrics]

NoCap offers a glimpse into the sonic landscape of 2026 with GPS, the second track from his album Heaven on Mars. Positioned early in the 18-track project, it sets a tone that invites listeners deeper into the album’s unfolding narrative.]

As an American artist, NoCap continues to craft his sound through a carefully curated tracklist, where GPS plays a pivotal role. Its placement as track two suggests an early thematic or musical direction within Heaven on Mars, contributing to the album’s overall flow and cohesion.]

With 18 total tracks, the project spans a broad creative vision, and GPS is integral in establishing the atmosphere that defines the album’s journey. NoCap’s approach here reflects a deliberate sequencing choice, enhancing the experience from the outset of Heaven on Mars.

NoCap GPS Lyrics:
To the sound of the sun and the stars

Ride me, she be motorbikin', come through, I be lookin' like it
I know I get you excited, uh, uh, baby
You know that it's war behind me, if I want you, I'ma find you
I don't need a GPS, you know, whoa

Why these opp-ass nigga tryna ride the wave?
Money got these killers goin' out the way
Party too exclusive, ain't no need to film
Bad bitch from the Westside, only buy her Skims
It's so dark that I can't see, but I can feel the tension
If I can kill a beat, then I can heal the trenches

I float off a G6, I'm dizzy days later
If we ain't talkin' gettin' rich, you at the wrong table, dawg
Keep my word and keep my semi, goin' by the old rule
Teacher told me I'm suspended, I went bought a whole school
I go get it, I get up, I can't sit and ask for thing
I wish I can kick my cup, dog, I feel like Hurricane

Bought that Lam' when I woke up 'cause I seen it yesterday
Ask myself why life hit different, I miss Wap, it ain't the same
Who would know DJ would envy me? I feel like Charlamagne
Enemies inside the industry and that right where they stayin'
(Who would know DJ would envy me? I feel like Charlamagne)
(Enemies inside the industry and that right where they stayin')

Ride me, she be motorbikin', come through, I be lookin' like it
I know I get you excited, uh, uh, baby
You know that it's war behind me, if I want you, I'ma find you
I don't need a GPS, you know, whoa

Why these opp-ass nigga tryna ride the wave?
Money got these killers goin' out the way
Party too exclusive, ain't no need to film
Bad bitch from the Westside, only buy her Skims
It's so dark that I can't see, but I can feel the tension
If I can kill a beat, then I can heal the trenches