Cap Ain't Nothing (feat. Dess Dior)

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

Them racks ain't nothing, I got plenty Gs, you see how I'm thumbing

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

And my crib came with amenities, your shit ain't got no oven

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

Them racks ain't nothing, I got plenty Gs, you see how I'm thumbing

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

And my crib came with amenities, your shit ain't got no oven

Cap ain't nothing

Bitch, I rock that fitted

I hop in that Bentley truck, you hop in that rented

Bitch, we know you green and all my bitches trained to go

We gon' take off with your shit, you know we kickin' down your door

You know we leaving **** broke

Boy, that's your ass

I need Louis, Prada, I need Fendi bags

And no **** getting my attention with no cake

If you ain't getting no money, ****, stay up out my face

Anyway, this cap ain't nothing

These racks ain't nothing

I've been bickin' back, all this money coming

Had to call this ****, bitch, I see you running

I'ma **** it at your back 'cause I heard that you be frontin'

But I know that

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

Them racks ain't nothing, I got plenty Gs, you see how I'm thumbing

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

And my crib came with amenities, your shit ain't got no oven

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

Them racks ain't nothing, I got plenty Gs, you see how I'm thumbing

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

And my crib came with amenities, your shit ain't got no oven

No, you hoes ain't fucking with me and my fanny hundred fifty

I don't even talk to ****, all I say is "fuck you, give me"

If I want it, he gon' spend it, ain't no question or he winnin'

Hundred fifty in my ear, finna take off on a Lear

Man, these bitches don't mean shit to me, I made her pay the fee

Set a **** right up in his sleep, he bustin' in his dreams

Can't approach me, I'm too mean

Saditty bitch, but I love me a **** spoiling me

Fuck him good, he feelin' me

Don't approach me like no rookie, bitch, it's Big Dess to you

Told that girl she better not come for me, you shoot your shot gon' lose

How I'm walkin' on this shit, I got 'em trippin', tie your shoes

We hit Magic then Allure, I swear we 'bout to make the news

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

Them racks ain't nothing, I got plenty Gs, you see how I'm thumbing

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

And my crib came with amenities, your shit ain't got no oven

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

Them racks ain't nothing, I got plenty Gs, you see how I'm thumbing

Cap ain't nothing, it ain't shit to me, you know how I'm coming

And my crib came with amenities, your shit ain't got no oven

Bitch, I'm swerving in that Hellcat

Know you smell that

Too many diamonds on my wrist, lil' bitch gon' run and tell that

I need big Ms, ****, I ain't talkin' Big Mac

I make big cheese, guess that's why these bitches turn rat

Play your cards right, honey, we ain't playing poker

You a joker, guess that's why you always broke-uh

I'm a savage, ain't talkin' Twenty-one or Black Jack

I'm a maverick, you can tell I'm ballin' by the bag

Dumb bitch, I can't kick it with you on no fun shit

Need my blue strips so I can't kick it with no bum bitch

Need a Rover, I know you broke, look at your clothes, yeah

Bitch, move over, better hope I don't expose ya, hey