Can"t Be

(Go, yeah)
(You can't be a runner young bull)
(Blah)

She say boy you cut
She say boy you cut
I say shorty, you are not
Hold on, lemme cut up
When it's coming down on beef, that lil' nigga fucked up
And I ain't never scared of heat, I ain't never duck non

If that boy play with me and he gon' fucking see (yeah)
Had them bullets flying at a nigga, 3D (blah)
And don't need nobody, can't mistreat me (yeah)
That niggas talking hella hot, but scared to link me
Beef over a bitch, can't be me
Niggas going out bad, real niggas see
Talkin' bout give 'em mercy (yeah), lil' nigga, please
Nigga gotta chase cheese, cause that shit don't grow on trees

Nigga, freeze, we not aiming at yo knees (woah)
See me coming up, I bet it stinging like bees
I'ma run up on 'em (blah), make that boy wheeze
They gon' talk about it till somebody get greased
No nigga don't sneeze
Wipe a nigga nose
Can't never be cool with a nigga crying bout some hoes
Choose yo side, is you a friend or you a foe?
I ain't wanna do it, now I gotta kick a nigga door
I gotta take a nigga ho, yea, slime him out fasho
Tryna cop a fast car, with a mod, blown
She said Faygo you on Mars, baby I, know
Hit a nigga with that fire like General Iroh
Baby I go, up, now she said, saying that she love me, yeah, lil' ho, don't make me laugh
Had to get me a new bitch and had to push her to the past
Put two hunnid on the dash, I'm praying I don't crash

If that boy play with me and he gon' fucking see (yeah)
Had them bullets flying at a nigga, 3D (blah)
And I don't need nobody, can't mistreat me (yeah)
That niggas talking hella hot, but scared to link me
Beef over a bitch, can't be me
Niggas going out bad, real niggas see
Talkin' bout give 'em mercy (yeah), lil' nigga, please
Nigga gotta chase cheese, cause that shit don't grow on trees



Credits
Writer(s): Burt Andre Dontrel, Lampley Christopher
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