Can't Save You
She wanna flex in a Gold Necklace
Girl you know, I gotta next it
Can't save you
No patience
We ain't the same at all
(At all)
Shorty wanna flex, uh
I just wanna sex, uh
Pass her to the left, yuh
This guy has a wedding band
Guap is holding my hands
I can't be in your plans
You a little tyrant
I'm so ultraviolet
Shiny, Squirtle diamonds on my neck
Bulbasaur cash inside my wallet
LA coast got me feeling so shiny
Get her wet, that sexy young tsunami
She wanna flex in a Gold Necklace
Girl you know, I gotta next it
Can't save you
No patience
We ain't the same at all
(At all)
Shorty what you know about love?
See you ruin homes and your reason's "just cause"
I been played before, now I speed in my lane
Words are nasty, when they tryna spit game
Know you could better want a man with some pay
But look away cause I ain't down with you I'm just saying
I need time to accrue
More for me, not for you
Maybe soon? It ain't true
Don't you wait
I be out the fucking gate
Out to London, Paris, Buenos Aires, Mexico
Every time you want a hug you get to close now lemme go, little ho
I'm so done with that bout
Go try to cuff another rapper's bank account
Yuh
She wanna flex in a Gold Necklace
Girl you know, I gotta next it
Can't save you
No patience
We ain't the same at all
(At all)
(We ain't the same, we ain't the same at all)
Girl you know, I gotta next it
Can't save you
No patience
We ain't the same at all
(At all)
Shorty wanna flex, uh
I just wanna sex, uh
Pass her to the left, yuh
This guy has a wedding band
Guap is holding my hands
I can't be in your plans
You a little tyrant
I'm so ultraviolet
Shiny, Squirtle diamonds on my neck
Bulbasaur cash inside my wallet
LA coast got me feeling so shiny
Get her wet, that sexy young tsunami
She wanna flex in a Gold Necklace
Girl you know, I gotta next it
Can't save you
No patience
We ain't the same at all
(At all)
Shorty what you know about love?
See you ruin homes and your reason's "just cause"
I been played before, now I speed in my lane
Words are nasty, when they tryna spit game
Know you could better want a man with some pay
But look away cause I ain't down with you I'm just saying
I need time to accrue
More for me, not for you
Maybe soon? It ain't true
Don't you wait
I be out the fucking gate
Out to London, Paris, Buenos Aires, Mexico
Every time you want a hug you get to close now lemme go, little ho
I'm so done with that bout
Go try to cuff another rapper's bank account
Yuh
She wanna flex in a Gold Necklace
Girl you know, I gotta next it
Can't save you
No patience
We ain't the same at all
(At all)
(We ain't the same, we ain't the same at all)
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Writer(s): Harold Gonzalez
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