CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : Cap Ain’t Nothing
Hmm hmm
They got Karlae and Dess in this b*t*h
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
Cap ain’t nothin’
B*t*h I rock that fitted
I hop in that Bentley truck, you hop in that rented
B*t*h we know you green and all my b*t*hes trained to go
We gon’ take off with your sh*t you know we kickin’ down your door
You know we leaving n***as broke
Boy that’s your a**
I need Louis, Prada, I need Fendi bags
And no n***a getting my attention with no cakе
If you ain’t getting no money n***a stay up out my face
Anyways this cap ain’t nothin’
Thеse racks ain’t nothin’
I’ve been bickin back all this money coming
Had to call this strap, b*t*h I see you running
I’mma pop it at your back because I heard that you be frontin’
But I know that
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
No you hoes ain’t f**king with me
And my fanny hundred fifty
I don’t even talk to n***as all i say is “f**k you give me”
If I want it he gon’ spend it
Ain’t no question or he winnin’
150 in my ear finna take off on a Lear
Man these b*t*hes don’t mean sh*t to me
I made her pay the fee
Set a n***a right up in his sleep he bustin’ in his dreams
Can’t approach me I’m too mean
Saditty b*t*h but I love me a n***a spoiling me
F**k him good he feelin’ me
Don’t approach me like no rookie b*t*h it’s Big Dess to you
Told that girl she better not come for me you shoot your shot gon’ lose
How I’m walkin’ on this sh*t I got ‘em trippin’, tie your shoes
We hit Magic then Allure I swear we ‘bout to make the news
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
B*t*h I’m swerving in that Hellcat
Know you smell that
Too many diamonds on my wrist lil b*t*h gon’ run and tell that
I need big Ms n***a I ain’t talkin’ Big Mac
I make big cheese, guess that’s why these b*t*hes turn rat
Play your cards right honey we ain’t playing poker
You a joker
Guess that’s why you always broke uh
I’m a savage, ain’t talkin’ 21 or black jack
I’m a maverick you can tell I’m ballin’ by the bag
Dumb b*t*h I can’t kick it with you on no fun sh*t
Need my blue strips so I can’t kick it with no bum b*t*h
Need a rover I know you broke look at your clothes, yeah
B*t*h move over, better hope I don’t expose ya, hey
They got Karlae and Dess in this b*t*h
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
Cap ain’t nothin’
B*t*h I rock that fitted
I hop in that Bentley truck, you hop in that rented
B*t*h we know you green and all my b*t*hes trained to go
We gon’ take off with your sh*t you know we kickin’ down your door
You know we leaving n***as broke
Boy that’s your a**
I need Louis, Prada, I need Fendi bags
And no n***a getting my attention with no cakе
If you ain’t getting no money n***a stay up out my face
Anyways this cap ain’t nothin’
Thеse racks ain’t nothin’
I’ve been bickin back all this money coming
Had to call this strap, b*t*h I see you running
I’mma pop it at your back because I heard that you be frontin’
But I know that
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
No you hoes ain’t f**king with me
And my fanny hundred fifty
I don’t even talk to n***as all i say is “f**k you give me”
If I want it he gon’ spend it
Ain’t no question or he winnin’
150 in my ear finna take off on a Lear
Man these b*t*hes don’t mean sh*t to me
I made her pay the fee
Set a n***a right up in his sleep he bustin’ in his dreams
Can’t approach me I’m too mean
Saditty b*t*h but I love me a n***a spoiling me
F**k him good he feelin’ me
Don’t approach me like no rookie b*t*h it’s Big Dess to you
Told that girl she better not come for me you shoot your shot gon’ lose
How I’m walkin’ on this sh*t I got ‘em trippin’, tie your shoes
We hit Magic then Allure I swear we ‘bout to make the news
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
Cap ain’t nothin’ it ain’t sh*t to me you know how I’m coming
Them racks ain’t nothin’ I got plenty Gs you see how I’m thumbing
And I’m killin’ all my enemies FN it be drummin’
And my crib came with amenities your sh*t ain’t got no oven
B*t*h I’m swerving in that Hellcat
Know you smell that
Too many diamonds on my wrist lil b*t*h gon’ run and tell that
I need big Ms n***a I ain’t talkin’ Big Mac
I make big cheese, guess that’s why these b*t*hes turn rat
Play your cards right honey we ain’t playing poker
You a joker
Guess that’s why you always broke uh
I’m a savage, ain’t talkin’ 21 or black jack
I’m a maverick you can tell I’m ballin’ by the bag
Dumb b*t*h I can’t kick it with you on no fun sh*t
Need my blue strips so I can’t kick it with no bum b*t*h
Need a rover I know you broke look at your clothes, yeah
B*t*h move over, better hope I don’t expose ya, hey
