Mood

[Intro: Lil Yachty] Whoa Cap Capo [?] [Chorus: CAPOREE] Fucking bitches, living right Lay her down, give her pipe Shopping sprees, private flights Smoking out the bag [?] Fucking bitches [?] Give you the check if you do right Tryna move with me, do you move right? [Verse 1: CAPOREE] Fuck a [?] got my [?] right [?] got the mood right [?] make sure the [?] right [?] racks on me, but my jeans tight I'm a get the racks [?] Break it down [?] green [?] Put a dub on your head, that's a green light [?] Fucking hoes [?] Hitting licks, getting riches Get the racks, I spend it These niggas pussy [?] Running through the [?] Hit the road [?] money [?] Stack the money tall, make the racks [?] [?] go hard, no love, no feelings [?] fucking hoes Run it up, get the [?] Running through bands, truckloads [?] Roles Gold Drop the [?] on you [?] Double back on you, spray some more [?] make them go go Thousand bands in the air, that's a [?] [Chorus: CAPOREE] Fucking bitches, living right Lay her down, give her pipe Shopping sprees, private flights Smoking out the bag [?] Fucking bitches [?] Give you the check if you do right Tryna move with me, do you move right? [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] I got that bitch going harder than [?] Fucked up her jaw sucking me off a percie Bro on the block [?] he working Investing in stocks [?] my mama [?] Ride with my stick, that shit sing just like Fergie Can't hang with no broke nigga, no, I'm elergic No, I can't fuck on you, bitch, I'm too perfect Niggas be dumb, they can't get passed the surface Pop [?] trunk, doing doughnuts on [?] [?] Know I be rich, I've been plotting since [?] Open my jewlery box, look like a e rink Suck on my dick, brush your teath, watch your highjean Me and Capo [?] hoes on [?] I mean, Capo and I took them hoes there [?] both there [Chorus: CAPOREE] Fucking bitches, living right Lay her down, give her pipe Shopping sprees, private flights Smoking out the bag [?] Fucking bitches [?] Give you the check if you do right Tryna move with me, do you move right?