F.I.U - Kap G Lyrics




I just got back from LA

Might just go back to the Bay

Forever my heart in the A

Free my bros looked in the cage

I just might bring back the braids

Leanin' leanin' like I walk with a cane

Hit up Blue Flame, throw everything

My girl caught me cheating bae I can explain

All these girls in this club

Throwing 150 dubs

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

All these girls in this club

Throwing 150 dubs



All these girls in this club

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

They say Kap G he coming up

Always first place, no runner up

Skating on my rink just like a puck

People wanna say I made it from luck

My fam came here, crossed the border

Fuck your opinion and fuck Donald Trump

I swear my mind's sick, got the pies yeah

Seen the type of money make you blind shit

I ain't signed shit, free my partner locked up

They won't let him out, Akon shit

I got on Louis Vuitton shit

Do it B.I.G., ready to die shit

Lately I been on my out of town shit

Feelin too on just like Tinashe

I live the life that they wanna live

Every other day I'm with a model bitch

Annywhere I stand that is a monument

Better catch up, just like the condiment

What I'm throwin work Giuseppes

Right cheek then left cheek

I'ma come see you next week

Sippin' pink like it's Nesquik



I just got back from LA

Might just go back to the Bay

Forever my heart in the A

Free my bros looked in the cage

I just might bring back the braids

Leanin' leanin' like I walk with a cane

Hit up Blue Flame, throw everything

My girl caught me cheating bae I can explain

All these girls in this club

Throwing 150 dubs

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

All these girls in this club

Throwing 150 dubs



I might hit the Opera, I might hit Mansion

Ridin' with the tint like I'm going campin'

Where I come from, a lotta shit happen

Better quit cappin', better quit schlackin'

Took yo girl yeah that ain't kidnappin'

That's bitchnappin', and I been tappin'

Gettin' racks on my iPhone, that's a iRack, no Bin Laden

I pull up like Elvis Presley

Shout out all the girls who left me

Invite some ladies over, it's a Full House, you can call me Uncle Jesse

Trash bag full of money, shawty you can just call me Hefty

Kap G under 21 so I guess yo ho tryna molest me

Got no time to vacay

Goin' down like mayday

Every day my payday

Got them bars like PayDay

I kick shit, MMA

Lemonade, Chick-fil-A

It's the best, hurricane

Ay Bay Bay, come with me



I just got back from LA

Might just go back to the Bay

Forever my heart in the A

Free my bros looked in the cage

I just might bring back the braids

Leanin' leanin' like I walk with a cane

Hit up Blue Flame, throw everything

My girl caught me cheating bae I can explain

All these girls in this club

Throwing 150 dubs

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

All these girls in this club

Throwing 150 dubs


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