Can't You Tell (feat. Wanza & Kzmf)

Cant you tell cant you tell
Whats that smell whats that whats that smell
Sell the pack off made a good sale
Fuck that bitch good she calling my cell
Cant you tell cant you tell cant you tell
Whats that smell whats that whats that smell
Fuck that bitch good now she call my cell
Sell the pack off made a good sale

Hell yea bro its a good day
I can never be down no mayday
No i dont wanna play
Gotta come up gottta get the riches wit my bro today
I remember being down bad my mom died
When i was seven years old damn it made me cry
And my skin was dry now i smoke on dope to get the pain from my eyes woah woah

Cant you tell cant you tell
Whats that smell whats that whats that smell
Sell the pack off made a good sale
Fuck that bitch good she calling my cell
Cant you tell cant you tell cant you tell
Whats that smell whats that whats that smell
Fuck the bitch good now she call my cell
Sell the pack off made a good sale

Can you tell can you tell can you tell
Cant fuck wit these niggas they hot like dey in hell
Im just gettin money bitch i hope it ring a bell
I remember when my pops sittin in the cell.
Momma dead had da grind get up off my ass
Can you tell can you tell can you tell
Dese niggas fake i can tell i can tell
Good gas you gon smell you gon smell
Who the fuck is dese niggas comin round
I can never ever fuck wit dese clowns
Dis bitch she in my face i cant settle down
Im in a fast car cruisin im speedin up now
Can you tell can you tell can you tell
Hit my phone that's the clientele
Drop that shit and put it on the scale
Success we dont never fail

Cant you tell cant you tell
Whats that smell whats that whats that smell
Sell the pack off made a good sale
Fuck that bitch good she calling my cell
Cant you tell cant you tell cant you tell
Whats that smell whats that whats that smell
Fuck the bitch good now she call my cell
Sell the pack off made a good sale

Bling bling shawty hit my phone
Bitch dont you know im making hits up in my home
Bitch bitch bitch dont you know that the kush is my cologne
Got the plug for the pack and the plug for the zones ayee
Do my dance when a nigga get the racks up
Dem 223s if a nigga wanna act up
Its big bands is what my niggas be after
Jumpin off from city to city they not a factor
I do what i want you do what you can
Can't you tell cant you tell im the fuckin man
Cant you tell by the sound that its weed in hand
It aint no mystery wit shaggy in the fuckin van
Niggas gotta turn it up cuz all my niggas aint around
Shoutout $ubversive & girl Maya know you looking down
Im out here swervin' widda purpose gotta get it out
We got the trappers in the studio you feel the sound now

Cant you tell cant you tell
Whats that smell whats that whats that smell
Sell the pack off made a good sale
Fuck that bitch good she calling my cell
Cant you tell cant you tell cant you tell
Whats that smell whats that whats that smell
Fuck the bitch good now she call my cell
Sell the pack off made a good sale



Credits
Writer(s): Omari Brookes
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