Capo 2x Lyrics – LUCKI, Kkanii

Read the full Capo 2x lyrics by LUCKI and Kkanii from the album DaysB4Bad along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Lucki’s music, you can also explore NUPPY INTRO and SUPERTUNE!!, two other songs by Lucki.

[Intro: Kkanii]
Ayy, oh
Yeah
Yeah
Huh
Ayy
Yeah

[Chorus: Kkanii]
Tryna get rich, I ain’t arguing today
Drank man pull up, ain’t barking, I paid
Wrong move, he in the coffin today

S*it I’m smoking on, I’m coughing away
I ain’t gon’ hate, I congratulate
Black and white diamonds, I’m segregating
Fifty states and back to make me some pape’
Foot on the gas, switch lane, no breaks
Back of the Beverley, calling me Pat
Run up my ten to four, I ain’t gon’ crap
Four to ten hoes, they come by the pack
Feeling like Goldie, b!tch, I’m a Mack
What I’ma do with a Coi Leray? Need a Kim K with a lil’ ass in the back
Millions and millions, imagine that
Then forgot her name, I’m bad with that

[Verse: Kkanii & LUCKI]
Yeah, my shoebox got too full
That still had the stuff, I’m hundered, where the mattress at?
Lord for real done took, feel like worse s*it could turn bad
Put all of my feelings in this blunt and forgot about my past
Think she went to Harvard, got good brain, a college grad (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I’m working smarter and not even harder (Ayy, ayy)
She might cry about it regardless
I took like six, so pass me the wood
Pretty girl moving like we got beef
Birkin on her bed, that she asking for it
She don’t even remember her asking for it

Wanna be opp s*it, out of order
I call— pfft, he bagged your boy
One day, Ricky and one day, Céline
I make a bad b!tch follow her dream
She just wanna glow up, be like me
Leave it to me, you’ll be R.I.P, yeah
Live like a mob boss on TV (Huh)
Capo, Capo, might go for a Z (Ayy, yeah)
Two Maybachs, gotta get the right key, yeah

[Chorus: Kkanii]
Tryna get rich, I ain’t arguing today
Drank man pull up, ain’t barking, I paid
Wrong move, he in the coffin today
S*it I’m smoking on, I’m coughing away
I ain’t gon’ hate, I congratulate
Black and white diamonds, I’m segregating
Fifty states and back to make me some pape’
Foot on the gas, switch lane, no breaks
Back of the Beverley, calling me Pat
Run up my ten to four, I ain’t gon’ crap
Four to ten hoes, they come by the pack
Feeling like Goldie, b!tch, I’m a Mack
What I’ma do with a Coi Leray? Need a Kim K with a lil’ ass in the back
Millions and millions, imagine that
Then forgot her name, I’m bad with that