Cappin' N Shit

[Intro: Skooly]

Yeah, woah, yeah, yeah

I'm overlapping this shit

Costa Nostra

The don nigga

M-m-m-murda

[Chorus: Skooly]

Couldn't be getting no money, stop all that cappin' and shit

Show you boys how to get money, it's different brackets to this

Look at my Balmain zippers, check out my jackets and shit

Pimpin' immaculate bitch, back at the lab with this shit

[Verse 1: Skooly]

Back to the trap with this shit, back to the trap with a brick

Heard they sleepin' on me no pillow

They takin' naps in this bitch

Sleep on the block, we on the block, you know we tweak on the block

It ain't no problem, we come from the bottom

You know we sleep on the top (woah)

My brother took a lil' L, he put the re with the rock

I put the lean in the pop, can't tell your knees suck (hah)

I make it rain on the floor, might just need you a mop

Word to my wrist I come from the shitty I promise to shine I'mma glisten

Show 'em my ass, 200 my dash, someone been racin' the engine

I come with a case of them bitches

They know I'm dog, I'm not kitten

I whip up that cut like a pigeon

They told 'em to stay in the kitchen

[Chorus: Skooly]

Couldn't be getting no money, stop all that cappin' and shit

Show you boys how to get money, it's different brackets to this

Look at my Balmain zippers, check out my jackets and shit

Pimpin' immaculate bitch, back at the lab with this shit

[Verse: 2 Chainz]

Back in the back of the Bach

Back to the lab with the yam

For dinner, I gave her a Percocet, for breakfast I gave her a Xan

I used to want a trans-am I used to want a Camaro

Puerto Rican Johnny had the birds

I kept my eyes on the sparrow

You keep your eyes on the barrel

I keep it aimed right at you

I throw the pain right at you, I throw a chain right at you

Walk into the strip club bitch and I throw some rain right at ya

Treat the trap just like a old man

And I throw some cane right at ya

I throw some weed right at ya

I throw some lean right at ya

I throw some 'preme right at ya

See I fuck Celiné right at ya

Forgive me, Lord, I ain't seen the pastor

I smoke the tree the fastest

I get the cheese the fastest

[Chorus: Skooly]

Couldn't be getting no money, stop all that cappin' and shit

Show you boys how to get money, it's different brackets to this

Look at my Balmain zippers, check out my jackets and shit

Pimpin' immaculate bitch, back at the lab with this shit