I Can't Fight
You ain't really livin' what you rapping
You just Snapple
That mean every single statement that you makin'
You been cappin'
B got the Glock with drum
Anderson packin'
(Load it)
Kill em with the kindness
We ain't with the violence
But if we gotta slide in
Won't be no survivin'
And if you trynna find Knight $ky
Here's a word of advice
Just follow the Sirens
Bino sent the pack
Bino sent a tweet
Know that shit gon' slap
Know that imma eat
Know that I can rap
No one taught me that
Baptized in flames
Taught me to adapt
Sold my soul
Then I stole the contract
Told the devil to delete my contact
Come and get me if you want the combat
Says he read my text, never called back
You don't want no smoke
Imma give you hell
Like shootin' shotties
Shawty got me out my shell
Hour glass figure on my wifey
Fuck a Rolly, she a perfect time piece
Fuck a label, they not finna sign me
Got a grip, I can feel it tightening
30 30, rifle through my highlights
Dirty Dirty like my cities skyline
Birdy birdy, snitch on my timeline
Murda murda
Aye bitch it's on sight
Bitch it's on sight
Bitch it's on sight
Til I, Til I
Ran that fade and realized I can't fight
You just Snapple
That mean every single statement that you makin'
You been cappin'
B got the Glock with drum
Anderson packin'
(Load it)
Kill em with the kindness
We ain't with the violence
But if we gotta slide in
Won't be no survivin'
And if you trynna find Knight $ky
Here's a word of advice
Just follow the Sirens
Bino sent the pack
Bino sent a tweet
Know that shit gon' slap
Know that imma eat
Know that I can rap
No one taught me that
Baptized in flames
Taught me to adapt
Sold my soul
Then I stole the contract
Told the devil to delete my contact
Come and get me if you want the combat
Says he read my text, never called back
You don't want no smoke
Imma give you hell
Like shootin' shotties
Shawty got me out my shell
Hour glass figure on my wifey
Fuck a Rolly, she a perfect time piece
Fuck a label, they not finna sign me
Got a grip, I can feel it tightening
30 30, rifle through my highlights
Dirty Dirty like my cities skyline
Birdy birdy, snitch on my timeline
Murda murda
Aye bitch it's on sight
Bitch it's on sight
Bitch it's on sight
Til I, Til I
Ran that fade and realized I can't fight
Credits
Writer(s): Canaan Massie
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