Cap 2 Much - Suigeneris, Jasper

Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag

I just spent like twenty and I made it back

When we out, we buying, we don’t check the tag

Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain’t never had

Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag

I just spent like twenty and I made it back

When we out, we buying, we don’t check the tag

Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain’t never had

I put your car on my necklace

I took your ho off my checklist

Young and we rich so we reckless

Walkin' by me, watch your steppin'

Why that boy payin', payin' me for his Audemar?

Bitch, I bought it cash

I don’t need a bag

'Less it’s thirty-five that I stuff under the mat'

Used to be a hundred pounds 'til I put all that ice ice on my back

Ten years be a stack

Weigh me down with these packs

Me and my dawgs for sure

Movin' that road to road, we movin' coast to coast

We get that bag for sure, we get that bag for sure, yeah

Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag

I just spent like twenty and I made it back

When we out, we buying, we don’t check the tag

Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain’t never had

Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag

I just spent like twenty and I made it back

When we out, we buying, we don’t check the tag

Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain’t never had

I feel like a Migo how I take off

Wanna fuck me 'cause the ceiling in the Wraith, dawg

On my grind like a nigga on a skateboard

I could buy a brand new crib just off a paystub

Feel like Drake how these niggas givin' fake love

Private jet high, I don’t need to take drugs

Need a bad bitch too, without her makeup

Too much codeine, I can’t even wake up

And she just want a nigga who got it

A hundred racks in my pocket

I drop a tune, we shoppin' like that’s okay

That bitch want Dior 'cause she poppin'

She too exclusive with diamonds

She wanna fuck me, she know that I’m gettin' paid

Got a new Patek for the timing

I’m still the man of the hour

I get a bag for appearance, still come in late

Got a hundred racks in this duffle

I’m 'bout to fuck up these commas

I make it back in an hour, I’m gettin' cake

It’s a quarter milli' in the duffle bag

I can burn a hundred racks and I can make it back

Niggas copying the drip, get your own swag

Broke bitch flexin' on the 'Gram and it’s so cap

It’s a quarter milli' in the duffle bag

I can burn a hundred racks and I’ma make it back

Niggas copying the drip, get your own swag

Broke bitch flexin' on the 'Gram and that’s so cap

Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag

I just spent like twenty and I made it back

When we out, we buying, we don’t check the tag

Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain’t never had

Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag

I just spent like twenty and I made it back

When we out, we buying, we don’t check the tag

Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain’t never had