I Can't Believe
I'm tryna drill some shit, I'm tryna drill some shit
Baby girl, on some other shit I've been killing shit, I've been moving shit
Why you mouping bitch, I know you hoping
I just won't poke it, hocus pocus
Niggas talkin' notice, 7-Deadly meliodas
bitch I know it
Got me the stick, and I tout it
Fuck on that bitch and you know it
Mama told me I was chosen
But I didn't believe I was chosen
I can't believe it was us
I wanted this shit forever
You stabb me in my heart bitch
Yeah, I watch you leave
While you watch me bleed
So many scars, I can't even count
I fuck up your head and I fuck up your town
So many shots, I'm counting the rounds
She suck on the dick while I'm counting these digits
Buss' on her face, and buss' on her titties
Fuck on a baddie, might fuck on a midget
Bitch, I am grinding, I might get to the milli's
Might shoot at ya top, knock you out ya socks
Pull up on your block, making it hot
Pull up on him, hit him with the mop
This flow, cannot stop
Got millys, and I got rocks
Drip from my head to my socks
Out of ammo, load up the Glock
This motion, cannot stop
You got 200 niggas, and most of them niggas
Is all of them rats?
Keeping these digits, I'm keeping these stacks
I'll fuck up your head for a mo'fuckin bag
I can't believe it was us
I wanted it forever
You stabb me in my heart
Bitch, I watch you leave
While you watch me bleed
I was trappin' and trappin' and trappin' the house
I'm not selling souling for a different amount
Most of my niggas gon' trap out the house
Trap out the house
I made a fye song, just keep the amount
That shit on your heart, but it came out your mouth
Bitch, I am solid, I keep it about
Tic-tac-tic-tac-toe
I keep Three in a row
I'm in the ocean no boat
This AR gon' knock off your fro
I can't believe it was us
I wanted it forever
You stabb me in my heart
Bitch, I watch you leave
While you watch me bleed
Baby girl, on some other shit I've been killing shit, I've been moving shit
Why you mouping bitch, I know you hoping
I just won't poke it, hocus pocus
Niggas talkin' notice, 7-Deadly meliodas
bitch I know it
Got me the stick, and I tout it
Fuck on that bitch and you know it
Mama told me I was chosen
But I didn't believe I was chosen
I can't believe it was us
I wanted this shit forever
You stabb me in my heart bitch
Yeah, I watch you leave
While you watch me bleed
So many scars, I can't even count
I fuck up your head and I fuck up your town
So many shots, I'm counting the rounds
She suck on the dick while I'm counting these digits
Buss' on her face, and buss' on her titties
Fuck on a baddie, might fuck on a midget
Bitch, I am grinding, I might get to the milli's
Might shoot at ya top, knock you out ya socks
Pull up on your block, making it hot
Pull up on him, hit him with the mop
This flow, cannot stop
Got millys, and I got rocks
Drip from my head to my socks
Out of ammo, load up the Glock
This motion, cannot stop
You got 200 niggas, and most of them niggas
Is all of them rats?
Keeping these digits, I'm keeping these stacks
I'll fuck up your head for a mo'fuckin bag
I can't believe it was us
I wanted it forever
You stabb me in my heart
Bitch, I watch you leave
While you watch me bleed
I was trappin' and trappin' and trappin' the house
I'm not selling souling for a different amount
Most of my niggas gon' trap out the house
Trap out the house
I made a fye song, just keep the amount
That shit on your heart, but it came out your mouth
Bitch, I am solid, I keep it about
Tic-tac-tic-tac-toe
I keep Three in a row
I'm in the ocean no boat
This AR gon' knock off your fro
I can't believe it was us
I wanted it forever
You stabb me in my heart
Bitch, I watch you leave
While you watch me bleed
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Writer(s): Marice Harris
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