Capital G

(Get a next little toast)
Aye
I could've been several things
Too much on my hands
These niggas still wanna be me
Coming in hot with a plan
You won't understand
I turn up a different degree
I know it sound crazy
But I'm driven to a point
Where they ain't allowing a key
They want a mili
I'm aiming for three
Youngest to do it
A capital G

Could've been several things
Too much on my hands
Niggas still wanna be me
Coming in hot with a plan
You won't understand
I turn up a different degree
I know it sound crazy
But I'm driven to a point
Where they ain't allowing a key
You can't compare
Where you cannot compete
Youngest to do it a capital

Gee, all this maintenance
And I'm the one maintaining shit
Price was low
I'm raising it
Gotta admit I'm too legit
Shoutout to my mama
Had to get it, out the mud
For the sake of what it was
I do this shit because

I am that pressure
Take yo bitch
And impress her
Playing chess not checkers
Can't compare me to lessers homie

Calling me weirdo
Ain't go no where
Still here bro
Don't try to interfere though
Bout time I make shit clear yo

Aye, look
I don't follow trends
But imma set it though
Call my jeweler up
He finna let it snow
Fuck around
And imma let it blow
I'm a OG, you know how it go

No I never had to gang bang
Just talk shit
Let my nuts hang
Made a way when
I ain't really have it
Past tense
Now I'm causing havoc

Look, I move like a vet
Light this shit up
Like a new cigarette
If they wanna go toe to toe
With the OG
They prolly don't know me
But look is a bet

Hey man, it is what it is
Doing my thang
While I'm minding by biz
Each day I wake up it count as a win
Capital G, I get under yo skin
(Aye)
Can't tell my salt from my sugar
Man I can't trust nobody
Raking all of this money up
Like my name Yo Gotti
Tryna get it cause a nigga determined
They wanna ride the wave
Once ya boy start surfing

I could've been several things
Too much on my hands
These niggas still wanna be me
Coming in hot with a plan
You won't understand
I turn up a different degree
I know it sound crazy
But I'm driven to a point
Where they ain't allowing a key
They want a mili
I'm aiming for three
Youngest to do it
A capital G

Could've been several things
Too much on my hands
Niggas still wanna be me
Coming in hot with a plan
You won't understand
Turn up a different degree
I know it sound crazy
But I'm driven to a point
Where they ain't allowing a key
You can't compare
Where you cannot compete
Youngest to do it
A capital G

Capital G
Capital
I know it sound crazy
But I'm driven to a point
Where they ain't allowing a key
They want a mili
I'm aiming for three
Youngest to do it
A capital G



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Writer(s): Rei Biti, Armali Osouna
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