BREATHE. Lyrics

Private my flights bitch you know the routine,

Pints feel compressed how i'm holding the lean

Rose gold watch cost 2 bottles of pink

Cartier vision 1200 or blind

You niggas like John, it ain't shit to be seen

Yeah you be rapping that shit just be weak

Yeah I'm Big Cap, I got one on my teeth

I done went up from Saks, now I'm shopping in Barney

Maison Margiela he stuck in my closet

drop 32 just in blues

I done went gold in my state like I'm Harrison Barnes

New plain jain coulda copped me a car

Gas 41, but the whip take a charger

Dodging the snakes I keep cutting the lawn

I keep me some purple, I fuck with Wakanda

Still had money I was swerving the Honda

Now its E-Class and I'm covered in Prada

Rent a G-Wagon & smoke in the stars,

These niggas talking shit from they mother's apartment

Marni Carhartt another hundred in garments,

holding on shit think I need a new arm

Niggas want the release cause they think it's a flop,

Niggas hear it with they bitch every time that I drop

I been,

I been going too hard but I'm just going harder

Done upgraded the crib the shit just getting larger

I done paid for this shit you can look at the charges

Real top ski nigga ain't shit Lucki

Before I had paper niggas tried to play funny

Now they wanna be friendly cause a nigga got money

Rather hit a nigga bitch kill his feelings, Ted Bundy