Felt Like Cappin

[Produced by FKi] [Hook] Felt like cappin’ I felt like cappin’ I felt like cappin’ I felt like cappin’ [Verse 1] In heaven, it happy hour Presidential Rolex, I declare I don’t care what they doing over there Wrap my dreads in a ponytail I thumb through the cash right in front of folks AK on the yacht, that’s my banana boat South Florida for the winter, I got sunburn Half you niggas was some suckers in the lunchroom I don’t care about the tats on your face Them bitches cost 15 dollars I don’t care about the pills that you take Them bitches cost 15 dollars I’m a rich nigga, I take rich drugs Smoking gas and drinking lean in the strip club Got too many kids to play with you niggas I’m lost for words, nothing to say to you niggas I got a Maybach, a Chevelle, a Drophead A Wraith, a Audi, Infinity Got a tour bus that’s long as a fucking centipede Got a Panamera, a duely and a sling Cappin’, I’m cappin’, I’m cappin’, I’m cappin’ I put it in your face like a motherfucking napkin Got me a Sprinter just to play the fucking game in At nighttime I turn that bitch to the Days Inn Two crosses on and they looking like “Ay man” They looking at me like I’m paid man It’s nothing much that I can say man ‘Cause my actions speak louder than my fragrance [Hook] Felt like cappin’ I felt like cappin’ I felt like cappin’ I felt like cappin’ I felt like cappin’ I felt like cappin’ I felt like cappin’ Felt like cappin’