Capitol 1

Yeah, a hundred on my neck and my wrist, yeah, I'm a shiner
Wildin', got a problem fuckin' hoes without a condom
Hate her, but I love it when I fuck her, call me toxic
Cold bottle of water, then I'm boxing with her tonsils
Percocets and zaza, Wockhardt, not no molly
It's gon' be a new dead body, a nigga try me
We just poked for three hours straight and pulled over Donnies
Niggas mad they partners keep getting turnt to exotic
Tryna show out when I fuck her, I popped a Roxy
Street nigga grew up on Gotti, I rock Versaces
City know I'm slimy, get him snaked by his partner
Yeah, you kept the backdoor closed, but you ain't lock it
Goofy ain't have one in the head, I had to cock it
I'm a 5500 young shiner, that's how I'm rockin'
Santa to my safe, I be stuffing it like a stocking
I was mailing tens from my migo 'nem out in Stockton
Big Gee, the capital one, what's in your wallet?
I got thirty, forty thousand all blues stuffed in my pocket

Yeah, it started with the money, respect, and now it's the power
I was knocking 'bows, before exotic, it was sour
My mama raised a whole lotta thangs, but not a coward
I'ma get down on 'em broad day for disrespecting ours
Rental place buggin', I keep running up the mileage
I can get it sold, I did like twenty 'bows a hour
A chemist, I can make a liquid solid from a powder
It started with the money, respect, and now it's the power

It's crazy, ain't too many things changed since I got famous
And every time an opp die, three new niggas replace him
They give they gang a brand new name, then they don't claim 'em
I remember when y'all slid through Riata, ain't get to Rangeland

Just ask around the city, they gon' tell you that we dangerous
A gangster, put that metal in your mouth like some braces
I make 'em come and get you for a ten, that's a bracelet
I made fifty grand sitting on that home incarceration
Just got home from a mission, I'm on the phone with Lil Baby
He told me to stay focused, the trenches needed a savior
I told him that I'm trying, he keeping me motivated
But I'm still in and out sliders with Zoeki, 30, and Kacey

Yeah, it started with the money, respect, and now it's the power
I was knocking 'bows, before exotic, it was sour
My mama raised a whole lotta thangs, but not a coward
I'ma get down on 'em broad day for disrespecting ours
Rental place buggin', I keep running up the mileage
I can get it sold, I did like twenty 'bows a hour
A chemist, I can make a liquid solid from a powder
It started with the money, respect, and now it's the power, yeah