Fitted Cap Lyrics - Wale

You know I stick to the script 

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but I do it like this 

(M-M-M-Maybach Music, Maybach Music) 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap 

The Rolls-Royce, it's all white 

Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) 

The Rolls-Royce, it's all white (How can I not talk 

big? I got to) 

Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' 

the Spikes 

Wale 

Yeah, uh 

Ferrari mics, bitch, I'm on my car show 

My chick black and white, she ain't no dime, that 

bitch a Concorde 

11 know I'm reppin' this, shoot and I don't ever miss 

The coupe I'm in is rented, I ain't wit' all that 

commitment shit 

P-R-Ps is proper, couple Gs when I'm shoppin' 

My girls and my SBs, got a thing for pink boxes 

Shout out Frankie the Butcher, shout out Mishka in 

Brooklyn 

That's some nigga from 10.deep ATL, I'm wit' the 

cooker 

I ain't e'en tryin', fool, ho, I ball like private school 

You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep 

outside of you 

And Tito's my niggas, you know just we just need 

more shit and 

It's ironic how I drop some dough when I got them 

Homer Simpsons, look 

Pine-green Foams, they may never see the store 

Got LeBron Entourages like Maverick and Richie Paul 

Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, 

switchin' lanes 

Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut 

wit' laser 

Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', 

makin' y'all crazy 

Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, Lexus drive 

me, Maybach pay me 

Salute 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) 

The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!) 

Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes 

Meek Mill 

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Yo 

I said I'm swaggin' out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but 

these cool Js 

And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a bald 

head, I'm too paid 

I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the 

whole crew high 

Wrong move and that tool fly, better Kon that ass 

like Wu-sai 

It's MMG, MOB, young nigga, I been OG 

Walk around wit' like 10 on me, that 5-7, that fen' on 

me 

Don't grin on me wit' them long stares, you ain't God 

unless no fear 

Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so clear 

We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big 

when it back up 

Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' 

that Mac tucked 

I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my 

last cup 

On this shit, I can't stand up, country Ks as I man up 

This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that nigga Pill 

In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that 

whippet pill 

One week and we get the deal, one day and I fucked 

the bitch 

My Levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) 

The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!) 

Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes 

Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open 

That's that nigga, so what'd I say? They okey-dokin' 

How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he jokin' 

I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Macauley 

Culkin 

I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, Kobe smokin' 

Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon' need 

lotion 

I'm slowly roastin', heatin' up, so you know we 

toastin' 

Fuck hoes wit' no emotion, fade away like Kobe 

postin' 

Out in Sweden, like ain't shit that you can't tell us 

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at niggas 

jealous 

'Cause uh, they had them Js, and my mama wouldn't 

cop 'em 

Can you blame her? Hundred dollars for them bitches 

wann't a option 

Now we livin' much better, nigga, pay whatever 

Rock them bitches once then forgot about 'em 

forever 

My kicks like my chick, I don't need to know the 

numbers 

You just need to know I'm comin', I'll kill you niggas 

this summer 

Cole 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap 

The Rolls-Royce, it's all white 

Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) 

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) 

The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!) 

Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes 

M-M-M-Maybach Music