Lyrics to Captain

[Intro]

Uh

(*laughter*)

Holy shit



[Verse 1]

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-chasin'

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 Yu-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



[Pre-Chorus 1]

Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)



[Chorus]

I'm that motherfuckin' captain (Captain!)

I be snappin' like a bitch (Bitch!)

I want pennies for my thoughts

Until I'm motherfuckin' rich (Till I'm motherfuckin' 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



[Verse 2]

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)



[Pre-Chorus 2]

Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah (Yeah, cap-, cap-, cap-)

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



[Chorus]

I'm that motherfuckin' captain

I be snappin' like a bitch (Bitch!)

I want pennies for my thoughts

Until I'm motherfuckin' rich (Till I'm motherfuckin' 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



[Verse 3]

"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



[Pre-Chorus 3]

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



[Chorus]

I'm that motherfuckin' captain (Captain!)

I be snappin' like a bitch (Bitch!)

I want pennies for my thoughts

Until I'm motherfuckin' rich (Till I'm motherfuckin' 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)