Can't Go
Ha ha
Yeah man
I don't give a fuck
Nigga get real disrespect
Bro
Get it
Dumb da shit bitch ass nigga
You niggas ain't really with that gang shit, nigga
When it's time these niggas
Said they can't go huh
Aye fuck it
We staying strong
I'ma spray that glock bust your nose
Love me till I'm gone
I cock it back and ready to blow
Your baby mama she's so hoe
She sucked me till her jaws locked
What the fuck bitch you calling my line?
No joke I don't need no hoe
Cause I'm ready to go
I'm so low, why should I go?
I'm not broke, I just been moving low
I got dope, smoking in this ghost
I pop a nigga in his fucking coupe
We move out and ready to move
Police stop me and asking if I smoke?
I said no, you're a hoe, bitch Let me go
Yeah plugging niggas been whipping
I gotta keep em coming
They said I'm like a stove
I'm so hot like a dope
We smoking on that gas this shit make me slow
I pull up in the studio
I cook bars like a hoe
Came from the trenches, we staying solo
I got draco, I push it back like Quando
I been thinking bout myself
Been reminiscing bout my past
Too much shit, going on my head
I been going so hard, don't need no friend
They way I'm living, they said I'm gone dead
But fuck it, I rather kill y'all men's
Don't give a fuck about you and whoever want it
I got so much up on my shoulder, nigga
sometimes I need to clear, My mind
My mama said, boy hold on, shit gon be fine
I ain't giving up till I'ma die
Yeah man
I don't give a fuck
Nigga get real disrespect
Bro
Get it
Dumb da shit bitch ass nigga
You niggas ain't really with that gang shit, nigga
When it's time these niggas
Said they can't go huh
Aye fuck it
We staying strong
I'ma spray that glock bust your nose
Love me till I'm gone
I cock it back and ready to blow
Your baby mama she's so hoe
She sucked me till her jaws locked
What the fuck bitch you calling my line?
No joke I don't need no hoe
Cause I'm ready to go
I'm so low, why should I go?
I'm not broke, I just been moving low
I got dope, smoking in this ghost
I pop a nigga in his fucking coupe
We move out and ready to move
Police stop me and asking if I smoke?
I said no, you're a hoe, bitch Let me go
Yeah plugging niggas been whipping
I gotta keep em coming
They said I'm like a stove
I'm so hot like a dope
We smoking on that gas this shit make me slow
I pull up in the studio
I cook bars like a hoe
Came from the trenches, we staying solo
I got draco, I push it back like Quando
I been thinking bout myself
Been reminiscing bout my past
Too much shit, going on my head
I been going so hard, don't need no friend
They way I'm living, they said I'm gone dead
But fuck it, I rather kill y'all men's
Don't give a fuck about you and whoever want it
I got so much up on my shoulder, nigga
sometimes I need to clear, My mind
My mama said, boy hold on, shit gon be fine
I ain't giving up till I'ma die
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Writer(s): Clinton Appiah
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