Capri Sun

Yo (Kilvertz)

Stepping to the beat with style like Andrea Pirlo
Dribbling like Robinho
Going low, like Cicinho
Cutting off counters, like Kimpembe
Keep saying my success was just luck
I feel the sting and it hurts too
I don’t have anyone to call boss
I keep that secret and don’t usually spend
On white stuff, a lot of folks get lost
In my hood they hate me but I don’t care
Who said singing would get me praise?
If those around you don’t believe
Open up, yeah, start clearing the air
I’m a leaf blown by the wind
I like to flow and not plan a thing
I’m the one who likes to be alone
In silence and not be disturbed
Doing my work and sharing the fruits always with the FAM
I’m a man of few words (yes, I am)
Observe, listen, and stay quiet
Call me commander
Make sure my crew has everything they need

Stepping to the beat with style, like Andrea Pirlo
Dribbling like Robinho
Going low, like Cicinho
Cutting off counters, like Kimpembe
Keep saying my success was just luck
I feel the sting and it hurts too
I don’t have anyone to call boss

Oh, yo, oh
Oh, yo, B man
What’s up?
Yo, oh, oh
Hey, oh, oh
Yo, oh, yo
Yo

I wanna go with the G's to Bali
To show off on Kuta beach
Grab a bike and hit some routes
I’m in airplane mode, don’t argue with me
Towel around my neck and Capri-Sun in hand
Doing tricks like a boat
Bradley Barcola to be exact
I celebrate the goal, like Vini on the field
Joga Bonito like Brazil with Ronaldinho
Playing like they’re kids
Taking down rivals like Robinho
I told my bro I’d show up
He just had to trust
Time will put things in their place
We believe it can happen

Look, I don’t show much on social media
And they’re doing a Get Ready With Me
Look at me, chill, I’m laid back
You’ll never know where I usually go
I don’t shake hands that grab the arm
And then problems tend to come, yeah
And I’ve already let them go, I’ve already let them go (me)
I can’t fake a smile for them
If they come, I know they can’t be trusted, lol
What are they gonna tell me?
Wasting their time, that’s how it goes (yeah)
I always cover my face
I leave the fame and all that to them
Yeah, I already said I’m looking for peace and happiness, yo

Yo
Oh, yo, B man
Yo, here, eh
Here, yeah
Here, eh
Yo, here, eh
Eh, here, eh
Yo, here, eh

I wanna go with the G's to Bali
To show off on Kuta beach
Grab a bike and hit some routes
I’m in airplane mode, don’t argue with me
Towel around my neck and Capri-Sun in hand
Doing tricks like a boat