Capitol 1 Song Lyrics

A hundred on my neck and my wrist, yeah I'm a shiner
Wilding, gotta problem fucking 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
Percocet's and Zaza, Wockhardt, not no Molly
It's gon' be a new dead body, a nigga try me
We just pull for three hours straight and pulled over Donnie's
Niggas mad they partners keep getting turnt into exotic
Tryna show out when I fuck her, I popped a Roxy

Street nigga grew up on Gotti, I rock Versace's
City know I'm slimey, get you 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 fifty-five hundred 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 migos and nem' out of stocking