CAN'T FOLD

Luis rag with versace specks
Moving work covert nigga the ops is spec
Came out the dirt clean nigga not a spec
Pockets of my sweats looking convex (money nigga)
Bought the Benz at 16 that was light flex
I didn't resort to tech out of respect
My successes leave these mother fuckers perplexed
Flipped the game on its head like a suplex
Foreign car I need a passport just to drive that hoe
Super star when I came out the box I feel like Mario
Shooting dice with dirty money all in the balaggio
Tall buildings and a lot of drugs in my barrio
We just ball like Lonzo
Talk a lotta shit like lavar hoe
Wrist twinkle like the constellations ima star hoe
Ice on my necklace super froze it never thaw hoe
Got these hoes around a Nigga like it's carnival
Selling pounds out a champagne Bonneville
In the cockpit I got a whole damn arsenal
Incase they try to take it from a nigga forcible
Say you know my mans i don't know you pal
So that means your transaction inaccessible
I don't trust nobody bitch I grew up in the crucible
Flow is impeccable
Metaphors phenomenal
Really I'm the illest I'm the sickest shit is terminal
You got an issue nigga tell me now
You can't dig it then arrange for your burial
On these tracks I do em filthy now
Dirty yeah
Best rapper alive
I'm in hyper drive
Going back in time
Money on my mind
Chrome 45
Kept it by my side
Thats how I survive to 35
If I'm in the car when it's time ride I'ma fucking drive

Money in my pocket I can't fold nigga
Always been too solid I can't fold nigga
Popping tags ain't no laundry I can't fold nigga
Play the hand that I was dealt cause I can't fold Nigga
Money in my pocket I can't fold nigga
Always been too solid I can't fold nigga
Popping tags ain't no laundry I can't fold nigga
Play the hand that I was dealt cause I can't fold Nigga

I just made me a play during a dinner date
Earlier in the day
Busting the work down on a dinner plate
Nigga you can't relate bitch
Nigga you can't relate



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Writer(s): I. Meeks
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