Cannot

I cannot Fuck with these wack Bitches
Cause They just be cappin
She asking for missionary
When i hit from the back
She got stripes like a tiger
She making up words
In the dictionary
Said She want me to change
Got me goin insane
Wit that brain
Got me thinking its pictionary
Shawty said she gone ride
And Its on til we die
But she lied
And i think i kno
What to tell her

She prada me
Im drippin down to da prada sneaks
These niggas diss do alotta sneak
Vibes undefeated who stoppin me
Ebro aint even as hot as me
I look like i hit da lottery
Bands in amiri these not no robbin Jeans
My only language is guapanese
I got da sauce teryaki wings
These bitches dont want em
Dont love em
Money stacks tall david robinson
All deez treeshes be nun but trouble
Hit her wit da suki she aint stoppin Me
Yeah she want it all up in her Stomach
Bacc to making them flips like jeff Hardy gz
I gotta jugg n get bacc to the bundles

I just been jugging finessin
Bitch
Spend the bag in the stores
When Im with the clique
I gotta double cup
This is my medicine
And we Linking ya vibe and
She gonna sin
Got her
Speaking in tongue like a reverend
When she with me
She know she dont gotta spend
Got back to you said she wit her Friend
But that is i lie lemme tell you this
See You just be capping
You really aint trappin
She lied to you
Came back n told me
You dont hit it right
Ya bitch she be feenin and waitin
She text me she saying
She missin that old pipe
I went back and killed it
Admit it
I hit
Believe me i did it
I wont lie
Givenchy the feets
Milano the tee
When hop out the Vee



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Writer(s): Anderson Mitchell Jr
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