CAPA/TRACKLIST

Letra : Ok Kool

Yeah, uh, huh
I spent the racks in Chrome, huh
I spent the racks in Chrome, huh
I spend⁠— hmm-mm-mm
I spend the racks and go
Hmm-mm-mm, hmm-mm-mm

I spent some racks up in Chrome, huh
Headshot, yeah, you get domed
A lot of these n***as get no'ed
A lot of these n***as get zo'ed
That's your mans, but he told
What the f**k? How that go? (What the f**k? How that go?)
How the f**k you ain't broke?
How like, how the f**k you ain't know?

You know we up than a b*t*h, slide in the Bentley Bentayga
Mix some Triss with the pineapple Fanta, sh*t look likе the Lakers (Shout-out the Lakеrs)
Them boys broker than a b*t*h, yeah they really be fakin', yeah
The way that these racks coming in, you'd think I'm freelancin'
I took the Hellcat, me and my twin speed racin'
And Imma always be that n***a, lil b*t*h just face it
We in the back of the Maybach, b*t*h so spacious
I was in L.A. with Kaine geeked up on the daily
Way too geeked, God he need to come save me
In the SRT, I just spilled my drink, go crazy
Got my brothers with me, n***a try something he get spanked
And i got my cutta with me, n***a try something he get flamed
Running around sipping drank in the Bentley Mulsanne
I'm in the Hellcat Durango, this b*t*h take off like a plane
My cup is pure codeine, i ain't sippin' no plain
I mix the za' with the grubba, okay, how i start my day
My n***as rich off of Telegram, [?] keep a scale on him
Yeah he so broke its embarra**ing
Free all my n out Harris County
Yeah, you know my young n***as blammin' sh*t
Yeah they caught that boy out of bounds
Heard his pole, it was jamming and sh*t
Yeah we catch him out of bounds, hell yeah we gonna make him vanish
My new Draco, it do damage
You can't afford the way I'm living
Ho, really rich, f**k an Emmy
Ho, really rich, f**k the gimmicks
I tried to tell them, they ain't listen
Tried to tell his a** spin on them n***as block, now the n***a dizzy
Bro gotta be high outta his top cause he talking hot
I'm like ok cool
Ok bool
Finna send him to the sky
When we spot his a**, go pop his a**
This Glock is taking his jaw
And I'm off roxy, making me smile
I'm finna be in this sh*t for a while
I can't let my momma down
I'm too up, finna buy her a house
Free lil Will, can't wait til he out
Free lil Doody, he posted in the South
Too many sticks, [?]
In the H sipping codeine, n***a how you thought it was a drought
Man these n***as hoes, they don't know me
They be tryna figure me out