Can't Get Enough (feat. BIA, Lakeyah & Flau'jae)

BIA

Yeah you can't get enough, uh
Yeah you can't get enough
Keep it gangsta when you speaking don't you lie to me hoe
Don't you talk under you breath you can't hide from me hoe, uh
Yeah you can't get enough, uh
Yeah you can't get enough
Keep it gangsta when you speaking don't you lie to me hoe
Don't you talk under you breath you can't hide from me hoe

Who said that I wouldn't come through caught a bitch sitting outside it's like that (it's like that)
Who said that I wasn't runnin' my city nigga came through runnin' right back (right back)
Who said that I wouldn't come through caught a bitch sitting outside it's like that (it's like that)
Who said that I wasn't running my city nigga came through running right back (right back)
For a bitch to have a one up on me she must be on my fuckin' head
Uh, niggas tweakin' to get in my bed
I stay in my feelings 'til I take a hit and smoke my meds, sheesh, 'less I'm sleepy then I drink instead
Ain't no way he fuckin' on this pussy unless he give me head (yes)
Had him sleeping I thought he was dead
I can see my nigga pillow-talkin' like he with the feds, over texts that I ain't ever read (uh, uh, uh, uh)
I just flew into Skyami in my soul- they treat me like I'm family
Interstate come in handy, throw my shit on the yard he ain't gotta understand me
Uh, and it costs 'cause it's real different from these bitches but he liking my appeal
I just got a text from your nigga what's the deal?
And I put his ass on ice just to show him how it feels, huh

Yeah you can't get enough, uh
Yeah you can't get enough (no)
Keep it gangsta when you speaking don't you lie to me hoe
Don't you talk under you breath you can't hide from me hoe
Yeah you can't get enough, uh
Yeah you can't get enough
Keep it gangsta when you speaking don't you lie to me hoe
Don't you talk under you breath you can't hide from me hoe

Look, who said Key' wasn't the hardest out the batch here?
I touch more money than a cashier
One link now she sweatin' me like a cashmere
Big Key' I check bitches like a pap smear
You a fan of me baby you ain't gotta lie to me (ain't gotta lie to me)
Rookie of the year I feel like Angel Reese
These rap bitches be mid' that don't apply to me
Middle of the census broke bitch I'm where the commas be
Look neck froze, wrist froze I'm a glacier
Noses rollin' trees I'm touching paper
Talk like it, walk like it but bitch you ain't her
Tell my ops I send shots without a chaser
And now you cant get enough
I stand up on all these racks, I probably be 6'1
I'm fly as a dub I'm ballin' on they heads in dunks
I'm puttin' points up in the painting and bitch I ain't even gotta jump (Lakeyah)

Yeah you cant get enough, uh
Yeah you cant get enough (no)
Keep it gangsta when you speaking don't you lie to me hoe
Don't you talk under you breath you can't hide from me hoe, uh
Yeah you can't get enough, uh
Yeah you can't get enough (no)
Keep it gangsta when you speaking don't you lie to me hoe
Don't you talk under you breath you can't hide from me hoe

Who said that I was talking and wasn't walking it?
Who said that they was streaming and nobody coping it?
These rappers gettin' soft again they done got me pissed off again
I'm crushing they esophagus got 'em gassin' for oxygen
Like who flow better? Don't ask if you know better
I'm sicker than cold weather, I'm typin' in BOLD LETTERS
Man I walk inside the club they wanna see 'bout me, I'm the biggest
And the four come after the B-I-G

Yeah you cant get enough, uh
Yeah you cant get enough (no)
Keep it gangsta when you speaking don't you lie to me hoe
Don't you talk under you breath you can't hide from me hoe, uh
Yeah you can't get enough, uh
Yeah you can't get enough (no)
Keep it gangsta when you speaking don't you lie to me hoe
Don't you talk under you breath you can't hide from me hoe



Credits
Writer(s): Bianca Landrau, Flau'jae Johnson, Lakeyah Robinson
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