I Can't

I can't
Let a nigga take my bank
Don't know what the fuck he thank
I am what that broke boy ain't
I can't, I can't, I can't
Let a nigga take my bank

I see
Why these niggas hate on me
Messy bitches stay with some tea
These Niggas pockets stay empty
Racks stacks
My Pockets full in the front and the back
Call me John Tate because stay with a sack
Niggas get money and don't know how to act
Yo ho
Tryna get with me on the low
She gone have me all down her throat
Clean me up like it's aisle 4

Ice Chain
Diamonds whiter than some pure cocaine
Wrist so wet you woulda thought it was rain
Wrist might blind ya, now you can't see a thang
Hold up, lil bitch say that I know ha
Baby girl you cute but Imma need you to come closer
Finally recognize ha this that nigga babymomma I was riding in ha Rover
I hit ha then dismissed ha thought I told ya
Big bank
All that broke shit boy I can't relate
Hottest nigga girl you might just faint
If she pull up then her face get paint



Credits
Writer(s): Tay Bandz
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