JT Music - I’m a Capitalist lyrics

[JT Music - I’m a Capitalist lyrics]

Grab the bags, get the gats
Whatever you do, don't forget your mask
I'll take the front, you get the back
We've got a plan, you better stick with that
Hands up, give me that
Don't you have a panic attack
Just fill the bags, with the cash
Tip off the cops and I'll kick your ass
I really hope that drill is fast
"It's broken!" Anybody fixin' that?
"Alarm was tripped!" Is it bad?
"We got a SWAT team coming in the back!"
We'll see how long you bitches last
"Just cracked the vault!" Then get the cash
Hop in the van, quick, hit the gas
"Guys, wait for me!" Kiss my ass
Gettin' rich wicked fast
Livin' like aristocrats
Keep it just as simple as:
Rob a bank, split the cash
Put the green in your stash
Lock it up with the rest
Bank account getting fat
Take it all, no giving back

This is America, bitch and I'm a capitalist
This rap is long overdue
But now I'm cashing it in
No wonder all of the cops
Are probably havin' a fit
Cuz I'm a capital man
And you're my capital bitch
Messing with the law
Guess I got a death wish
Got a lot of targets on my check list
Who've thought I'd pull a
Heist with my dentist?
Talk about a cavity, I'm leaving you in debt
Bitch

No way this shit is possible
This is Mission: Impossible
Success is quite improbable
Honest to God, it's not logical
But my posse is phenomenal
Unlock what's not unlockable
We've always got a lot of dough
Out habit's are quite prodigal
I'm on a roll, lock and load
Walk away with pockets full
Not a problem, I'm a pro
Heard the cops, gotta go!
Serve and protect? What a load of bull
Your're not following protocol
Hope you enjoy those doughnut holes
'Cuz you ain't gonna be going home
"Surrender now!" No, we won't
"You're surrounded!" Blow me bro!

This is America, bitch and I'm a capitalist
This rap is long overdue
But now I'm cashing it in
No wonder all of the cops
Are probably havin' a fit
Cuz I'm a capital man
And you're my capital bitch
If you become a hostage
Odds are that you will die
But i don't wanna get your blood
On my suit and tie
10-digit salary because I'm shootin' high
I'm like Jesse James if Jesse
James was super fly

If you wanna live, throw up your wallet
Bitch i love your wedding ring
Now give me all of it
"Don't give him anything
He's clowning around"
(Gunshots) Motherfucker
Are you doubting me now!?
If you are a guard at this bank
Then you are probably dumb
"Should we investigate that?" No
You should probably run
I brought these bags for my money
But I'll put your body in one
Cuz I'm sadistically rich
Call me the Donald of Trumps
I'll be breaking the locks, racin' the clock
'Till I get paid, this ain't gonna stop
Break in your bank, I'm takin' it all
Makin' it rain with the savings I got
Maybe you're smart, maybe you're not
I know you'd probably hate to get shot
Can't wait for my payday, I'm makin' a lot
I'm savin' it up 'till the day that I drop
But that day ain't gonna come
You make laws, I break every one

This is America, bitch and I'm a capitalist
This rap is long overdue
But now I'm cashing it in
No wonder all of the cops
Are probably havin' a fit
Cuz I'm a capital man
And you're my capital bitch
Where'd you get those guards
At the rent-a-cop store?
We're knockin doors down
Ha! What's the lock for?
Rolling in the dough gotta keep it offshore
Hope you like your payday
You're gonna have a lot more!

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