Capitol 1 Lyrics

Draco Engineering

Hoe stfu you ain't making no money

Pack just came in Finna double it up

Hoe stfu you ain't making no money

Pack just came in Finna double it up

Smoke in my lungs

Drank in my cup

Have fun with these funds

Go run it up

Hoe shut the fuck up you ain't making no money

Pack just came in Finna double it up

If I wasn't with Fez I was trappin alone

Zip after zip did that shit on my own

Been Rappin and Trappin since bout 2015

Made every single play that was hittin my phone

Made Warm Springs hot they ain't know it was us

Like Curry and Klay bitch we coming in clutch

Stuff a Al Capone cause we ain't smokin no Dutch

Riding thru my city make these plays before lunch

They hear my voice and say "Bills you the one"

Voices in my head tell me stay with my gun

Ima trap for them bands I be rappin for fun

Put them bags on credit like Capitol 1

I might go put a switch on this blick 26 for the fun

By myself I don't panic I just hit that button

I been trappin for now you been trappin for nothing

Tryna copy my drip but I'm rockin the customs

I gotta block her right after I buss her

That boy thought he got Wock but he really got Tussin

How the hell he got the drop and he ain't ask a question

All these prices went to dropping that shit there a blessing

Come shop with me put some more in your savings

Baskin Robins trappin flavors daily

They shop with me and they know that I gave them

This the real one man you can't even fake it

Got Exo bags and the Bubba

And I got them 100 dollar zips you can double

Better pull up on me quick and grab you a couple

The way I grew up I was always in trouble

Cause I had that

Smoke in my lungs

Drank in my cup

Have fun with these funds

Go run it up

Hoe shut the fuck up you ain't making no money

Pack just came in Finna double it up

If I wasn't with Fez I was trappin alone

Zip after zip did that shit on my own

Been Rappin and Trappin since bout 2015

Made every single play that was hittin my phone

Made Warm Springs hot they ain't know it was us

Like Curry and Klay bitch we coming in clutch

Stuff a Al Capone cause we ain't smokin no Dutch

Riding thru my city make these plays before lunch

They hear my voice and say "Bills you the one"

Voices in my head tell me stay with my gun

Ima trap for them bands I be rappin for fun

Put them bags on credit like Capitol 1