"Capone" lyrics
K1llbrady & Blxckie Lyrics
Scottie too hotty, buffy the body
Dr. Miami, bitches with bodies
And you ain't went number one droppin
Call up yo bitch and go Al Capone shoppin
Sacrifice sleep tryna turn up my city
Turn your lights off and they won't say who did it
You ain't cop swag and go flex it at Louis
You ain't never walked in the club through the kitchen
Pardon my French, I done walked in with Prada
Business cards sit pretty good in the wallet
Feel just like Hendrix, your hoe fucked a trapper
Got loads of clips for you motherfuckin' actors
Just Rocked out cotton fest, name on the banner
Just Rocked out cotton fest, Rip to Riky
Ten toes 4L, GMG my militia
Walk in the scene like, please don't take pictures
Push start the foreign, My pole attached
Go hit the mall with bags of racks
Soulja Boy, I got stacks on stacks
Don't need the hoe, here, you have her back
She fuck with the fact, my team stay on track
Balenci my runners but ion run track
Keep fuckin' on models, they know where we at
I run by the motto, I count with my slatt
We ain't just get money gang
We really get money
Quick mall and ball I went al capone shopping
You niggas never been al capone shopping
Hit the scene dripped out designer my nody
You niggas don't even leave with no thotties
In and out quick out the scene like I really don't fick with nobody
We not the same I don't do the fake vibing
Came from rock-bottom I know to stay solid, yessir
New bad bitch know bout the swag I don't dress her
I do not talk anymore I just flex first
I turned that hundred to thou' I'm an expert
Don't ask me how I don't fucking remember
Start off the year with a plan and by june got a whole 'nother plan, I'ma see in december
I can not be on the fence bout this shit man my life is too real I don't need no pretenders
Designer, Designer, Designer, Designer
Looked for a reason to change and I can't find it
Talk all this shit cause I know I can be bout it
Know bout the sweat and the tears, could you bleed bout it?
I'm outside too, if its real let me see bout it
Not bout the rara, you won't hear me speak bout it
You see the scene getting quiet and start getting comfortable, nah nah nah nah, that's just me plotting
Dr. Miami, bitches with bodies
And you ain't went number one droppin
Call up yo bitch and go Al Capone shoppin
Sacrifice sleep tryna turn up my city
Turn your lights off and they won't say who did it
You ain't cop swag and go flex it at Louis
You ain't never walked in the club through the kitchen
Pardon my French, I done walked in with Prada
Business cards sit pretty good in the wallet
Feel just like Hendrix, your hoe fucked a trapper
Got loads of clips for you motherfuckin' actors
Just Rocked out cotton fest, name on the banner
Just Rocked out cotton fest, Rip to Riky
Ten toes 4L, GMG my militia
Walk in the scene like, please don't take pictures
Push start the foreign, My pole attached
Go hit the mall with bags of racks
Soulja Boy, I got stacks on stacks
Don't need the hoe, here, you have her back
She fuck with the fact, my team stay on track
Balenci my runners but ion run track
Keep fuckin' on models, they know where we at
I run by the motto, I count with my slatt
We ain't just get money gang
We really get money
Quick mall and ball I went al capone shopping
You niggas never been al capone shopping
Hit the scene dripped out designer my nody
You niggas don't even leave with no thotties
In and out quick out the scene like I really don't fick with nobody
We not the same I don't do the fake vibing
Came from rock-bottom I know to stay solid, yessir
New bad bitch know bout the swag I don't dress her
I do not talk anymore I just flex first
I turned that hundred to thou' I'm an expert
Don't ask me how I don't fucking remember
Start off the year with a plan and by june got a whole 'nother plan, I'ma see in december
I can not be on the fence bout this shit man my life is too real I don't need no pretenders
Designer, Designer, Designer, Designer
Looked for a reason to change and I can't find it
Talk all this shit cause I know I can be bout it
Know bout the sweat and the tears, could you bleed bout it?
I'm outside too, if its real let me see bout it
Not bout the rara, you won't hear me speak bout it
You see the scene getting quiet and start getting comfortable, nah nah nah nah, that's just me plotting
