Rolling up on opps got me feel excited

Pass me the grabba the paper the lighter

Then we gon puff like we cyphin' x3

He wanted smoke

So we turnt him to ashes

Name ain't Martin l'm in that Aston

Still posting throwbacks?

He stuck in the past tense

You know my role

Yea they call me the Captain

I make a (Look)

I make a play

Buss it down in a fraction

Like I'm a coach

Break it down w the gang

Weatherman any day any time make it rain

I done told ya before don't get caught in that rain

We don't go no gun range

Shoot at the opps aim

If I'm pulling from deep

Then I'm treating the beam

Like scope on a sniper

Im scoring like dame

No chief keep we gotta let shit bang

(Pussy, let the shit bang)

Its difference between me & them **** that's all in his DM

Lil mami know we ain't the same

She throw it back

Got her going insane

Creaming and cumming

She ain't been the same

Now I got pen

And feel like yagami

These niggss next to get mixed w pain

Rolling up on opps got me feel excited

Pass me the grabba the paper the lighter

Then we gon puff like we cyphin' x3

He wanted smoke

So we turnt him to ashes

Name ain't Martin l'm in that Aston

Still posting throwbacks?

He stuck in the past tense

You know my role

Yea they call me the Captain