[Intro: Adam Ababwa]
Yo, This is Adam Ababwa straight from the Bahamas
This song right here is Lil Cap x P Money
You already know how this songs about to go down
Wawa waaaaa

[Verse 1: Lil Cap]
Ay, what happened to old Cap
That platinum gold Cap
You see as an artist your brain doesn’t function the same
So you start making dope tracks

And with all of those dope tracks and numbers and gold plaques
Your ego just goes mad
All of a sudden you're over the limit
And you just go full crash

Imma be honest for a second
I really hate all my greatest hits
‘cause everyone think that they goated
But they are really fucking shit

I’m on my facts, I’m on my truth
This one to the young me who wanted to prove
Evеrybody wrong, show what he could do
But he kept falling and fucking losing, yеah
Who said there can't be two goats
‘cause me and P shutting this down on the go
For so many years I been working
And people been telling me that imma fall off and go broke

But I made it
I’m in the conversation
Work so fucking hard yeah
What the fuck is a vacation? (ay)

Been grinding grinding I been fucking stepping (ay)
Been finding purpose, yeah I’m lethal, feeling like a weapon
I been saying this my year, if you don't think the same
Lemme tell you something bitch, (yeah, yeah) get the fuck out of my face

[Chorus: P Money]
Big bands if they wanna see man
Bitch I need big bands
If they wanna see man
Bitch I need big bands
Me and Lil Cap doing stages like the big bands
If they wanna see man

Bitch I need big bands

[Verse 2: P Money]
You know what I’m saying
They wanna sign me ‘cause I’m insane
Two hours after I got the train
‘cause I got that steam (steam, steam, steam) steam
Running the game
Don’t look with your eyes – you’ll fuck up your brain
If you was charting before I came
But now you don’t I’m cool with the blame

‘Cause I’m a golden ticket rapper
Guaranteed and insured
Set the booth alight
I left them puzzled like I’m Jigsaw

Man turned into haters
That’s why I prefer the chicks more
I came in with Zelda
Like I’m Nintendo 6-4

I ain’t poppin’ molly
I’m with Molly and I’m poppin’ off
Yeah we runnin’ oxy
Run upon me and I’m poppin’ off

Show you how the British do it
Wiked – this is lock n stock
No love for the feds
I call Mando here to drop a cop

Do not get it twisted
‘cause you see me on a pedal bike
Where I’m from we used to peddle white
Sony or hella Nike
R1 was my motorbike
When I ride past, better step aside
You don’t wanna see ghetto life
So shut up and gimme them

[Chorus: P Money]
Big bands if they wanna see man
Bitch I need big bands
If they wanna see man
Bitch I need big bands
Me and Lil Cap doing stages like the big bands
If they wanna see man

[Outro: Adam Ababwa]
Yo, shout out to the Mandem
I miss you man