Capo lyrics

[Intro]
You’re all a bunch of f*ckin as*h*les
You need people like me
Yeah, b*tch, live everyday like my f*ckin' last day, like this my last day right here so I'ma go 'head and talk to 'em on this f*ckin' mic' right now
You know what I’m sayin?
They don’t even know what the f*ck im talkin 'bout though
On God
f*ck it

[Verse]
You just tuned in wit' a boss
I'm known to get 'em knocked off
Couple clubs on me like golf
I done took the top, I can’t fold
I’m a big bird, big hawk
I don't care 'bout the cost
I'ma catch a body like Moss
Cheese on you, lil' mouse
I got like four, five shooters
They be slidin' right up in your house
No, I don’t give a f*ck
I'ma send thе shot, no doubt
I be talkin' to 'em how I want
'Cause I'm on thе sh*t that I talk
And I know that that ain't what you on
So that pressure, I'ma put it on
Way too sexy for this syrup though
Eleven b*tches at my front door
Everybody wanna be some
Why the f*ck they won't stop?
They wanna hit you when they see some
'Cause everybody wanna be some
My diamonds bitin', can you see sun?
I done flat-lined, can't see none
I woke up high, had a realisation, b*tch, I’m too paid, yeah
I'm part of the new wave, yeah
They wanna join the play, yeah, yeah
Throw a flag on the play, yeah
b*tch, I’m a dog, treat that hoe rough
b*tch, I'm a dog, treat her like nun'
b*tch, I'm a dog, got it out the mud
Blue hunnids on me, yeah, I'm thumbin'
I'm too lit, got the crowd jumpin'
I'ma f*ck her, then I'm gon' dub it
b*tch, I done turned nothin' into somethin'
How I turned a ten into a hunnid?
How I'm f*ckin' hoes that I ain't f*ck with?
My brother say it, I'ma up it
I just upped the score, that's a bucket
I done got it all from the hustlin'
They f*ckin' wit' me, I'm a hustler
I let it burn like Usher
Really I'm just not a lover
To be honest, I just wouldn't trust her
'Cause I done got it out the gutter
I'm passin' to you, lil' buster
Have a bet goin', he, f*ck her
Pockets fatter than your big homie
Cut-in ksubis, spilled syrup on it
f*ck, I done spilled syrup on 'em
Stick in my pants, big totin'
If I'm a b*tch, then I'm a bad thot
Pull up on the block "Pap, pap"
Make you disappear, ta-da
Send him up, he gon' meet God