I Cant' Make This Up (Intro)

Like a new spinal cord, bitch, I'm back, I'm what you need
I'll be on a whole different accord when I smoke this weed
Good girl turned to a freak you wouldn't believe
No ACL, she done dropped below her knees

She a new height, I got a foreign yellow bone
She a new bright, the way I put this chain on
It's a new shine, uh, she wanna ride me like a pony
I'm Ginuwine

Bitch, I bubble like a substance
Only got chemistry with brothers and cousins
Showing up with no ID, I'm McLovin
Cooking all summer nah, this ain't no oven

I'm Rondo, balling with a nine at the condo
Fuck waiting now and later bitch I need it pronto
Say anything to a bitch, I'm Johnny Bravo
Money over everything, bitch, that's the motto

Shining, riling, 500 substance for these low eye lids
Coming from the underground, bitch, we the spy kids
North side, south side, bitch, we the fly kids
Ayy, we defiant.

Ayy, saying we ain't with the shit, bitch, you lying.
I be teed up over my pack like a lion
High in the sky, Osiris, Orian
Ayy, bitch, I'm good for your health like Obama

We getting money like Trump, fuck Biden
I can't make this shit up, this the truth
I can't make this shit up, I ain't lying
Ayy, I can't make this shit up

I can't make this shit up
Ayy
I can't make this shit up
I can't make this shit up

Ayy
I can't make this shit up
I can't make this shit up
Ayy

I can't make this shit up
I can't make this shit up
I can't make this shit up
No, I can't make this shit up

No, I can't make this shit up
I can't make this shit up
Ayy, I can't make this shit up
I can't make this shit up



Credits
Writer(s): John Winslow
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