Mood

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Whoa
Cap
Capo
[?]

[Chorus: CAPOREE]
Fucking bitches, living right
Lay her down, give her pipe
Shopping sprees, private flights
Smoking out the bag [?]
Fucking bitches [?]
Give you the check if you do right
Tryna move with me, do you move right?

[Verse 1: CAPOREE]
Fuck a [?] got my [?] right
[?] got the mood right
[?] make sure the [?] right
[?] racks on me, but my jeans tight
I'm a get the racks [?]
Break it down [?] green [?]
Put a dub on your head, that's a green light
[?]
Fucking hoes [?]
Hitting licks, getting riches
Get the racks, I spend it
These niggas pussy [?]
Running through the [?]
Hit the road [?] money [?]
Stack the money tall, make the racks [?]
[?] go hard, no love, no feelings
[?] fucking hoes
Run it up, get the [?]
Running through bands, truckloads
[?] Roles Gold
Drop the [?] on you [?]
Double back on you, spray some more
[?] make them go go
Thousand bands in the air, that's a [?]

[Chorus: CAPOREE]
Fucking bitches, living right
Lay her down, give her pipe
Shopping sprees, private flights
Smoking out the bag [?]
Fucking bitches [?]
Give you the check if you do right
Tryna move with me, do you move right?

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I got that bitch going harder than [?]
Fucked up her jaw sucking me off a percie
Bro on the block [?] he working
Investing in stocks [?] my mama [?]
Ride with my stick, that shit sing just like Fergie
Can't hang with no broke nigga, no, I'm elergic
No, I can't fuck on you, bitch, I'm too perfect
Niggas be dumb, they can't get passed the surface
Pop [?] trunk, doing doughnuts on [?]
[?]
Know I be rich, I've been plotting since [?]
Open my jewlery box, look like a e rink
Suck on my dick, brush your teath, watch your highjean
Me and Capo [?] hoes on [?]
I mean, Capo and I took them hoes there
[?] both there

[Chorus: CAPOREE]
Fucking bitches, living right
Lay her down, give her pipe
Shopping sprees, private flights
Smoking out the bag [?]
Fucking bitches [?]
Give you the check if you do right
Tryna move with me, do you move right?