Versuri LUCKI & Kkanii – Capo 2x lyrics
[Intro: Kkanii]
Ayy, oh
Yeah
Yeah
Huh
Ayy
Yeah
[Chorus: Kkanii]
Tryna get rich, I ain’t arguin’ today
Drank man pull up, ain’t barkin’, I paid
Wrong move, he in the coffin today
Shit I’m smokin’ on, I’m coughin’ away
I ain’t gon’ hate, I congratulate
Black and white diamonds, I’m segregatin’
Fifty states and back to make me some pape’
Foot on the gas, switch lane, no breaks
Back of the Beverley, callin’ me Pat
Run up my ten to four, I ain’t gon’ crap
Four to ten hoes, they come by the pack
Feelin’ like Goldie, bitch, I’m a Mack
What I’ma do with a Coi Leray? Need a Kim K with a lil’ ass in the back
Millions and millions, imagine that
Then forgot her name, I’m bad with that
[Verse: Kkanii & LUCKI]
Yeah, my shoebox got too full
That still had the stuff, I’m hundered, where the mattress at?
Lord for real done took, feel like worse shit could turn bad
Put all of my feelings in this blunt and forgot about my past
Think she went to Harvard, got good brain, a college grad (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I’m workin’ smarter and not even harder (Ayy, ayy)
She might cry about it regardless
I took like six, so pass me the wood
Pretty girl movin’ like we got beef
Birkin on her bed, that she askin’ for it
She don’t even remember her askin’ for it
Wanna be opp shit, out of order
I call— pfft, he bagged your boy
One day, Ricky, and one day, Céline
I make a bad bitch follow her dream
She just wanna glow up, be like me
Leave it to me, you’ll be R.I.P (Yeah)
Live like a mob boss on TV (Huh)
Capo, Capo, might go for a Z (Ayy, yeah)
Two Maybachs, gotta get the right key (Yeah)
[Chorus: Kkanii]
Tryna get rich, I ain’t arguin’ today
Drank man pull up, ain’t barkin’, I paid
Wrong move, he in the coffin today
Shit I’m smokin’ on, I’m coughin’ away
I ain’t gon’ hate, I congratulate
Black and white diamonds, I’m segregatin’
Fifty states and back to make me some pape’
Foot on the gas, switch lane, no breaks
Back of the Beverley, callin’ me Pat
Run up my ten to four, I ain’t gon’ crap
Four to ten hoes, they come by the pack
Feelin’ like Goldie, bitch, I’m a Mack
What I’ma do with a Coi Leray? Need a Kim K with a lil’ ass in the back
Millions and millions, imagine that
Then forgot her name, I’m bad with that
