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 **** try me

We just poked for three hours straight and pulled over Donnies

**** mad they partners keep getting turnt to exotic

Tryna show out when I fuck her, I popped a Roxy

Street **** 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 Capitol 1, what's in your wallet?

I got thirty, forty thousand, all blues, stuffed in my pocket

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 an 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 **** 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 an 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