Al Capone Lyrics

Baow

That Moroccan yuh, yuh

Don't got a yuh

Yuh

Don't got a fro, but I sin and if it's smoke, I let it go

Concrete on what I say, I stand on it with ten toes

That money bout the only thing I tell emotions to

Call me Ferrari, that Moroccan only vent to dough

If she ain't help with my career, then what the fuck I met her for

Don't do no talking with bitches, straight to the point a yes or no

I let her cope, but I don't listen, cause after his head and throat

She might be les, but she gon' top me off soon as I hit the road

I'm so in love with that cheese, that cheddar bobs to my songs

I done ran eight miles on this beat like Evan Jones

Ain't in a coma, I'ma make it, no coffin its set in stone

Every time I hop on a verse, it's a wrap like leather coat

Call me Scarface, I'm lit as fuck from all this alc I'm pouring

I text his bitch, I bet she with it, that ho got a Dallas dome

You need a Red Bull for this smoke, send an addy I'm at a door

Watch how fast they lean back from any beef, Fat Joe

Who gon' judge me, I make more hits than a gavel, I spit more words than a battle

I get more cheese than a rat will, throw up more bars than a bad meal

Big dog in some legal shit, he getting more taps than an at will

Selling more bricks than Shaquille

I ain't no plus size, but I ain't signing shit unless it's a fat deal

Was a fein X rated things on my to-do list like I'm Brad Beal

Need a fat check to sign me like joint twins

I was on my tail, I got my head right like a coin flip

Call me LSD, catch me sleeping in the stu, I hit the mic or doze

If my dog getting into it don't care if he right or wrong I'ma fight with bro

People turn into an orchestra, got a couple bands and they string along

Fuck with Fwea I make it hard to breathe if it smoke with me like you hit a bong

Put a cavity up in an opp head like I'm Rodman, I'm a dentist

Back then I didn't have green with me, now I'm T'd up like a beverage

Nowadays I'm all about investments, and I spend the paper that I'm left with

I'm raining on them, bring a storm out like a mad bitch hit the exit

R.I.P. to the public, they'll be mad when they see what that check came out to

Seven six figure checks I'm thinking about, I'm trying to make some Yao moves

Keeping it too Tory I'll be in my lane, I should make a lengthy how-to

Shitting on whatever beat I hear, I hit up Maxx Air and make a bowel move

I'm a whole damn apple charger, I'm the type to see right through your ass

Got my career straight, make sure my circle air tight before I do the max

Used to misbehave, I was throwing pencils at the teachers, I was a fool in class

Watch what I would do to you and see I ain't playing, if Gray pull up, I'll leave him blue and black

They said getting on to the charts hard, I guess I'ma turn into a Pokemon

When I buzz it'll be a light year, I'ma do the infinity cause I can go beyond

Some days I wanna get a fast car and go the speed double my grandmother age

Took a lil peep behind my past, I thought to myself I didn't wanna runaway

Got my business up, my phone ring, you'd think I'm married

Back in class, ain't do the test like this is bullshit, I was very loud

Stop doing favors, that don't mean that I don't care

Won't do a show for free, bring me more I'll pop out on some Carrie vibes

That Moroccan

Don't play with Fwea, run away

Play with Fwea and you run away