Capital P Lyrics

And I took a lil risk cause you couldn't

Plenty racks in the bank

Ha

Plenty racks in the bank cause I coulda, put ya head on a frame

Put ya head on a frame but I shoulda just made you a strain

Tryna compete with a P

You must be outta ya brain

Kat Willam talking that Shit

My bitch want me to Capital Steeze

Well now you not welcome to Capital P lil bitch

Ha

Guess I will see when I seeyuh

Seeyuh

She try to dub me I check out her Tia

Need a bitch like she Bia

Stole ya lil heart like the boys with the KIA

And it's funny I never just showed you my heater

When we get rich baby no Fashion Nova

Only want Bottega all on ya body

Body

We brung the sticks in the back of the chauffeur, cops pull us over we don't know who driving

Driving

She love the crib so she tell me come over

Tats on her body I got a Kehlani

She like the bed or the floor or the sofa

What would just happens I made her a mommy

Nutted an S on her chest, she said I'm her hero

I really just came form the bottom, but it wasn't zero

Tryna wait on Gods timing, pray the clock ain't zero

Rob said I look like lil baby

Yea wait till I get to De Niro

She like to smoke so we stress bout it later

When she get mad it's like pika-no-chu

Scared to give me her heart cause niggas a peek a boo

Boo Boo

I could just tell by ya thighs a nigga was peeking at you

Chu Chu

I gotta use more than my eyes when picking a boo Boo

I'm tryna live like a Friday movie

Get me a Megan I'm good with the bank

Soon as my son born I'm getting him Louie

LV lieutenant to start off his rank

For his religion I'm getting him truey

Might even get him some Margela Paint

Sorry lately been thinking my future gotta make sure all my cubs they be great

Kat Willam still talking his Shit

My bitch want me to Capital Steeze

Well now you not welcome to Capital P lil bitch

Ha

Guess I will see when I seeyuh

Seeyuh

She try to dub me I check out her Tia

Need a bitch like she Bia

Stole ya lil heart like the boys with the KIA

And it's funny I never just showed you my heater

When we get rich baby no Fashion Nova

Only want Bottega all on ya body

Body

We brung the sticks in the back of the chauffeur, cops pull us over we don't know who driving

Driving

She love the crib so she tell me come over

Tats on her body I got a Kehlani

She like the bed or the floor or the sofa

What would just happens I made her a mommy