AGL Capo Lee, Shorty, Jme, Frisco

[Intro]
(Teddy)
(Teddy)

[Chorus: Capo Lee]
I ain't gotta lie, man know (Man know)
I ain't gotta flex and show (And show)
Man, I got the game on hold (On hold)
Man, I put the game on hold (On hold)
Can I get a big stack and fold? (And fold)
Ain't got a swag that I owe (That I owe)
Calling like somebody owe me dough
Man have got tunes that's sold (That's sold)
I ain't gotta lie, man know (Know that)
I ain't gotta flex and show (Show that)
Man, have got the game on hold (Hold that)
Man, I put the game on hold (Hold that)
Can I get a big stack and fold? (Fold that)
Ain't got a swag that I owe (Owe back)
Calling like somebody owe me dough
Man have got tunes that's sold (Sold that)

[Verse 1: Capo Lee]
Man, I make tune and sell them
All these life stories that I tell them
Kill man, end up in a can like welding
I was on a curb, all hell-bent
Then I got a bag 'round me like mailmen
Still don't cry, no tissue or flannel, two in a barrel, Kenan Kel then
T-house, phone, and hoodie, looking like a bando bully
Can't ask why I talk these things on the mic, better know that I'm cultured fully
How could he? Betting on me for a fail, come through and I'll blast that bookie
Unruly, see man skid off the rail, crumbled like Maryland Cookies