Captain

(الألبوم: Captain - 2018)

Uh
[*laughter*]
Holy shit

Yeah, the phenomenon
Rawest nigga out, God damn, I forgot to put a condom on
The fall of Troy was contained in the horse
They wanna know what's on my head, a couple bands, like I'm LeBron
Money is the motivation
But you would never catch me paper-chasing
I make it run for me, like your nose in the Winter
They switch up like Jenner, and wonder why they getting none from me
Still that same kid playing You-Gi-Oh!
Y'all be on some Amber Rose, finger in the booty hole
Ball so hard, yeah, I met niggas like you before
Bet you still coming up short for that Rudy role
Push 'em back like cuticles, my cue to go
Kousteau, want a Hublot a few below
Te gusto my new flow, your funeral
Open casket a bastard, like Rufio

Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm that motherfucking captain (Captain!)
I be snapping like a bitch (Bitch!)
I want pennies for my thoughts
Until I'm motherfucking rich (Till I'm motherfucking rich)
Had that Nelly Country Grammar (Yeah)
Used to bump that Ludacris
I probably forgot the words
But all them songs are still my shit, shit, shit, shit

Nostalgia, don't let it falter (Uh)
Do what you love, wedding ring at the alter
Write my own destiny, I am the author
My mama swear that I looked like my fatha'
My mama call me to tell me to call her
Damn, she know that I hate it
She doesn't cuss, but I work on these placements
'Cause I wanna hear her say, "Nigga we made it!" (Haha)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, cap-, cap-, cap-)
Yeah (Cap-, cap-, cap-, cap-, cap-) Ooo!

I'm that motherfucking captain
I be snapping like a bitch (Bitch!)
I want pennies for my thoughts
Until I'm motherfucking rich (Till I'm motherfucking rich)
Had that Nelly Country Grammar (Yeah)
Used to bump that Ludacris
I probably forgot the words
But all them songs are still my shit, shit, shit, shit

"Cheerio", when I get to London
"Bonjour", when I get to France
Got these hoes on my voicemail, got these labels on my email
Like, "Hit me back when you get a chance"
Nah, nigga, fuck your advance
What's a milli' off rip? Rather own my own shit
I'm a semi with a grip, never fire off hip
Umpire with the uh, Mark McGwire when I hit, yeah

Yeah, umpire (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Umpire with the uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Umpire with the uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mark McGuire when I hit, yeah

I'm that motherfucking captain (Captain!)
I be snapping like a bitch (Bitch!)
I want pennies for my thoughts
Until I'm motherfucking rich (Till I'm motherfucking rich)
Had that Nelly Country Grammar (Yeah)
Used to bump that Ludacris
I probably forgot the words
But all them songs are still my shit, shit, shit, shit (Aye, aye)