Two-tone Rollie with the blue stones, they know that I'm rich, now I had to get a new

Phone

Bad bitch from Texas, I think her name Alexis, I'm all up in that Lexus, like, who the fuck

I'm text next

I'm all up on her throat just like a necklace, she reckless, I'm outside the party and I'm

All up on the guest list

Every time they see me, yeah, they know that I'm

Oh, you wanna know where I'm at

We out

Ruben taught me a lot, I'm packing it up

I got a gat in the truck, she backing it up

Diamonds that dance on my neck, where the fuck you trying to act tough

I'm on the dogs and we gonna slide, yeah, we outside, I'm out with the vibes

If you getting weed money, why you rap though

Go capo, go capo, go capo, go capo, where's capo

Where's capo

I'm bustin' down a Rollie but I want a AP, they hate me

These bitches want my babies, they crazy, don't make me

I'm rose gang I drive round in all red Mercedes, with no plates the cops flash I ride round I'm racing

The whole album wrote that right up in my basement, your bitch need some work so I give her a facelift

These hoes hate, but I know, I'm all on they playlist, I sit back like which track is they

Gonna play next

Travel status on jeep because I'm off road, it's time to celebrate yeah, you know the

Boys home

I want this verse all engraved up on my tombstone, one thing I know is I never wanna die alone

One thing I know, baby, you should never cry alone

Baby, stop, I hear you crying through the phone, why you lying through the phone

Why you lying through the phone

Did the feds tap my shit cuz?!

Go capo, go capo, go capo, yeah, go capo

Where's capo, where's capo, where's capo

I'm bout to blow like my chain made from uranium, me and the gang in five years we selling out

These stadiums

They show up with they hoes, I'm like goddamn we taking em, fuck cooking em I'm baking

Em

She faking it, she a cap fan, she singing it

Go capo, go capo, go capo, yeah, go capo

Where's capo, where's capo, where's capo

Where's capo