Cap - BREATHE. Lyrics

Private my flights bitch you know the routine
Pints feel compressed how I'm holding the lean
Rose gold watch cost 2 bottles of pink
Cartier vision 1200 or blind
You niggas like john it ain't shit to be seen
Yeah you be rapping that shit just be weak
Yeah I'm Big Cap I got one on my teeth
I done went up from Saks now I'm shopping in Barney
Maison Margiela he stuck in my closet
Drop 32 just in blues
I done went gold in my state like I'm Harrison Barnes
New plain jain coulda copped me a car
Gas 41 but the whip take a charger
Dodging the snakes I keep cutting the lawn
I keep me some purple I f*ck with Wakanda
Still had money I was swerving the Honda
Now its E-Class and I'm covered in Prada
Rent a G-Wagon & smoke in the stars
These niggas talking shit from they mother's apartment
Marni Carhartt another hundred in garments
Holding on shit think I need a new arm
Niggas want the release cause they think it's a flop
Niggas hear it with they bitch every time that I drop
I been
I been going too hard but I'm just going harder
Done upgraded the crib the shit just getting larger
I done paid for this shit you can look at the charges
Real top ski nigga ain't shit Lucki
Before I had paper niggas tried to play funny
Now they wanna be friendly cause a nigga got money
Rather hit a nigga bitch kill his feelings Ted Bundy