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CAPONE Video (MV)




Performed By: Milly
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Amelia Monroe
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Milly - CAPONE Lyrics




Wit' the gang 5 star meals on our plates
I'ma pull up send shots leave my car by the gate
Came from the bottom they cannot relate
'N I drop all these songs and they can't even hate

Take care of the hood and I hold so much weight
'N they know I'm not okay but say that I'm straight
Like I swear I be wildling I get in that state
'N im stacking my money bitch ain't no debate

All this money could tell from my pockets
When im shooting I aim at his socket
Bitch gone keep talking if it's beef then hoe pop it
If you love me bae send that deposit

Hoes they hate on me ain't makin' no profits
I'ma up and blow right at the target
Ten steps ahead and he dumb I outsmart him
Make you clean up the mess that you started

Been the most hated but got the most money
I don't give a f*ck the most rich in the building
Ain't nobody cared when it was me
So it's f*ck all them niggas and f*ck all they feelings

Bitches can't tell me shit cause I'm nice
Hallows hit him he out like a light
Chains on my neck you can't f*ck with my ice
You could cry while I hop on a flight

You left me had to fight my life
And I'm up in the stu I make hits when I write
Got these niggas all fessed 'cause I stay with a bankroll
I'm 5 deep with the mob in Orlando

Tried to line me and that nigga he dumb
'N he ain't think ahead got played like a piano
Do a drill in and out call me camo
Empty clip like i got extra amo

Wit' the gang 5 star meals on our plates
I'ma pull up send shots leave my car by the gate
Came from the bottom they cannot relate
'N I drop all these songs and they can't even hate

Take care of the hood and I hold so much weight
'N they know I'm not okay but say that I'm straight
Like I swear I be wildling I get in that state
'N im stacking my money bitch ain't no debate

If she playin with me she gone die that's her fate
If that bitch make a move shoot this weapon
Bitch I really stay with them Ks and im on that
They know Milly been out here steppin'

They gone stalk me and hate while i count all my bands
Ain't no doubt that my money is long
Bitches mad that I don't gotta diss to be hot
No I wont say they names in my songs

Swear that I'm right but they say that I'm wrong
Wonder why how I feel so alone
And I told you I'm busy you blowing my phone
Been know me got it all on my own

Baby know me bitch i'm bad to the bone
We gone pull up and spray like capone
Do not disturb me when i'm in my zone
Bitches copy my style like some clones

Bitch I hate waking up to your shit
Make me wanna crash out when I clutch on this glock
Think of you when I tote on my knock
Hallows hit 'em I got 'em in shock

Niggas know I'm not new to the game
Bitch I been had the crown and I got it on lock
Cops pull up and he pass me the glock
Move too tact put it right in my sock

Always had it I'm never gone lose it
You thought I was done? Like for real is you stupid?
Hate me but bitch I could see the influence
Shake the stage I don't need introducing

They just mad I'ma blow im amusing
I'ma walk in and knock out the beats they producin'
Bitch we break down ya door I'm intruding
If you get in my way I'm removing

Hoes be mad 'cause I'm sending the trend
'N i'll really go dumb like I don't got no knowledge
Bitches mad that I blew up i'll do it again
They all know i'm a G they pay homage

Pour up the wock and we mix with the sprite
Not his girl he gone say I'm his wife
She was talking that shit cut her off like a knife
I throw shots I ain't pop out to fight

You left me had to fight my life
And I'm up in the stu I make hits when I write
Got these niggas all fessed 'cause I stay with a bankroll
I'm 5 deep with the mob in Orlando

Tried to line me and that nigga he dumb
'N he ain't think ahead got played like a piano
Do a drill in and out call me camo
Empty clip like i got extra amo

Wit' the gang 5 star meals on our plates
I'ma pull up send shots leave my car by the gate
Came from the bottom they cannot relate
'N I drop all these songs and they can't even hate

Take care of the hood and I hold so much weight
'N they know I'm not okay but say that I'm straight
Like I swear I be wildling I get in that state
'N im stacking my money bitch ain't no debate

...

Wit' the gang 5 star meals on our plates
I'ma pull up send shots leave my car by the gate
Came from the bottom they cannot relate
'N I drop all these songs and they can't even hate

Take care of the hood and I hold so much weight
'N they know I'm not okay but say that I'm straight
Like I swear I be wildling I get in that state
'N im stacking my money bitch ain't no debate
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English

Wit' the gang 5 star meals on our plates
I'ma pull up send shots leave my car by the gate
Came from the bottom they cannot relate
'N I drop all these songs and they can't even hate

Take care of the hood and I hold so much weight
'N they know I'm not okay but say that I'm straight
Like I swear I be wildling I get in that state
'N im stacking my money bitch ain't no debate

All this money could tell from my pockets
When im shooting I aim at his socket
Bitch gone keep talking if it's beef then hoe pop it
If you love me bae send that deposit

Hoes they hate on me ain't makin' no profits
I'ma up and blow right at the target
Ten steps ahead and he dumb I outsmart him
Make you clean up the mess that you started

Been the most hated but got the most money
I don't give a f*ck the most rich in the building
Ain't nobody cared when it was me
So it's f*ck all them niggas and f*ck all they feelings

Bitches can't tell me shit cause I'm nice
Hallows hit him he out like a light
Chains on my neck you can't f*ck with my ice
You could cry while I hop on a flight

You left me had to fight my life
And I'm up in the stu I make hits when I write
Got these niggas all fessed 'cause I stay with a bankroll
I'm 5 deep with the mob in Orlando

Tried to line me and that nigga he dumb
'N he ain't think ahead got played like a piano
Do a drill in and out call me camo
Empty clip like i got extra amo

Wit' the gang 5 star meals on our plates
I'ma pull up send shots leave my car by the gate
Came from the bottom they cannot relate
'N I drop all these songs and they can't even hate

Take care of the hood and I hold so much weight
'N they know I'm not okay but say that I'm straight
Like I swear I be wildling I get in that state
'N im stacking my money bitch ain't no debate

If she playin with me she gone die that's her fate
If that bitch make a move shoot this weapon
Bitch I really stay with them Ks and im on that
They know Milly been out here steppin'

They gone stalk me and hate while i count all my bands
Ain't no doubt that my money is long
Bitches mad that I don't gotta diss to be hot
No I wont say they names in my songs

Swear that I'm right but they say that I'm wrong
Wonder why how I feel so alone
And I told you I'm busy you blowing my phone
Been know me got it all on my own

Baby know me bitch i'm bad to the bone
We gone pull up and spray like capone
Do not disturb me when i'm in my zone
Bitches copy my style like some clones

Bitch I hate waking up to your shit
Make me wanna crash out when I clutch on this glock
Think of you when I tote on my knock
Hallows hit 'em I got 'em in shock

Niggas know I'm not new to the game
Bitch I been had the crown and I got it on lock
Cops pull up and he pass me the glock
Move too tact put it right in my sock

Always had it I'm never gone lose it
You thought I was done? Like for real is you stupid?
Hate me but bitch I could see the influence
Shake the stage I don't need introducing

They just mad I'ma blow im amusing
I'ma walk in and knock out the beats they producin'
Bitch we break down ya door I'm intruding
If you get in my way I'm removing

Hoes be mad 'cause I'm sending the trend
'N i'll really go dumb like I don't got no knowledge
Bitches mad that I blew up i'll do it again
They all know i'm a G they pay homage

Pour up the wock and we mix with the sprite
Not his girl he gone say I'm his wife
She was talking that shit cut her off like a knife
I throw shots I ain't pop out to fight

You left me had to fight my life
And I'm up in the stu I make hits when I write
Got these niggas all fessed 'cause I stay with a bankroll
I'm 5 deep with the mob in Orlando

Tried to line me and that nigga he dumb
'N he ain't think ahead got played like a piano
Do a drill in and out call me camo
Empty clip like i got extra amo

Wit' the gang 5 star meals on our plates
I'ma pull up send shots leave my car by the gate
Came from the bottom they cannot relate
'N I drop all these songs and they can't even hate

Take care of the hood and I hold so much weight
'N they know I'm not okay but say that I'm straight
Like I swear I be wildling I get in that state
'N im stacking my money bitch ain't no debate

...

Wit' the gang 5 star meals on our plates
I'ma pull up send shots leave my car by the gate
Came from the bottom they cannot relate
'N I drop all these songs and they can't even hate

Take care of the hood and I hold so much weight
'N they know I'm not okay but say that I'm straight
Like I swear I be wildling I get in that state
'N im stacking my money bitch ain't no debate
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Writer: Amelia Monroe
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