[Verse 1: Bobby Capri]

Uh! Here go another braggadocios rap

I'm the one (1.0) you never come to half (0.5) as close as that

You're like a point four (0.4)

I know what you're pointing for

Like "There he go! That's the man himself!"

I don't expect nothing that I don't demand of myself

I got my poker face on and this hand I'm dealt

All my cards face up, cause I know I'm gon win (windpipe)

Pipe down! This a cutthroat world that we're living in

Ain't no dividends

I don't share shit

Bunch of should've-could've-woulds (woods) ...where's the Blair Witch-

Found footage-camera phone shot-WorldStar shit?

I need a good laugh! Ha ha ha ha ha

Like the fat bitch singing at the opera

It's over for you motherfuckers soon as I arrive

I'm bout to party like its 1999

Taking this rap shit back to Calvin Klein and Karl Kani

[Hook: Bobby Capri]

*yeah yeah yeah*

Mmmmmm I'm too laid back

Mixing my troubled waters up with Kool-Aid packs

No sugar added, I don't sugarcoat shit

Rap money's slow...I should've sold bricks

*yeah yeah yeah*

Mmmmmm I'm too laid back

Mixing my troubled waters up with Kool-Aid packs

No sugar added, I don't sugarcoat shit

Rap money's slow...I should've sold bricks

[Verse 2: Bobby Capri]

Nah I ain't hard to find, name all through the net

Like Vince Carter's arm in that dunk contest

Rap-touring (Raptor-n) like I'm playing for Toronto

I'm not though

Crack dealer in my past, now I'm beyond dope

Everything I compose, is compost

I'm the shit Mmmmm watch the green grow

I'm the shit Mmmmm one fly gringo

Cause this Versace, Versace, Versace 'migos

And "Bobbito"

Is my Spanish alter ego

Gotta pay to hear me spit, you got to buy lingual (bilingual)

Cause nothing's free and talk is cheap...you can tell by the lingo

You ain't saying shit with any value

About you

I don't give two-fucks, one night stand

One-hundred bucks'll get you one nice gram

Then I'm back on my feet like "I can stand!"

Praise God! It's a miracle

And I ain't even spiritual

[Hook: Bobby Capri]

*yeah yeah yeah*

Mmmmmm I'm too laid back

Mixing my troubled waters up with Kool-Aid packs

No sugar added, I don't sugarcoat shit

Rap money's slow...I should've sold bricks

*yeah yeah yeah*

Mmmmmm I'm too laid back

Mixing my troubled waters up with Kool-Aid packs

No sugar added, I don't sugarcoat shit

Rap money's slow...I should've sold bricks