Can't Fw Me Lyrics

Gang, Aye Gang

Blttt, Aye Bow

Aye Aye Aye, Gang

Gang, Finatic Im SoSlimee

Gang Gang, Gang

Gang Gang, Gang Gang

Gang

Fuck totin' a gun, cuz' these shits work

Catch him in school, I'ma give him the work

He keep talkin' shit, put his face in the dirt

He better be lucky, he not on a shirt

Walk down, pop his ass with the left

Now he lookin filty, I'm makin' a mess

I put him to sleep, now he gettin' some rest

He kept tryna' reach, so I made him stretch

He said, he "B.O.B"

Hold him down, P.O.P

Shoot shit up, C.O.D

Sticked up, fuck a tree

Bag him up, shoppin' spree

See my face, fuck a ski

Bitch, I'm Lil5iveten

And these niggas, cannot fuck with me

If I see they big bro, I'ma punch on his face

He wanna be gangster, that lil nigga fake

I'm boxin' em up, put his ass in a crate

These niggas be soft, they be sweeter than cake

I'ma have his shit leakin', the fuck is a fountain?

Fiveten on top, fuck climbin' a mountain

We sippin' Patrón, we gon' pour out the gallon

Niggas makin' me mad, I'm bout' to start wildin'

These lil' niggas light

Fill em' with LED, and he gettin' stripped

I'm in the streets sweepin'

And I call it a, MOP when I'm usin' the stick

I'll leave that nigga like fries

Covered in ketchup, he tried to dip

Big ass glock and it shoot like a uzi

It light niggas up, when I'm flippin' the switch

Bullets flyin', like a airplane

They over you

Shots got a loud ring, I ain't tryna' propose to you

Four-five, jerkin' shoulders

It's gon' jerk his shoulder too

We comin' to ya house

For that bread, like it's overdue

My gun a Young Savage, it's wildin like Shu

We gon' leave him tied to a chair, like a shoe

Got him sick in the air, when them bullets flu

Keep talkin' that shit, boy what did you do?

Bronem to smacked, like he off the juice

His blood gon' spill out his body, like juice

I'ma bang at his melon, I don't play with fruit

More sticks than a tree, shit came from the roots

Fuck totin' a gun, cuz' these shits work

Catch him in school, I'ma give him the work

He keep talkin' shit, put his face in the dirt

He better be lucky, he not on a shirt

Walk down, pop his ass with the left

Now he lookin filty, I'm makin' a mess

I put him to sleep, now he gettin' some rest

He kept tryna' reach, so I made him stretch

He said, he "B.O.B"

Hold him down, P.O.P

Shoot shit up, C.O.D

Sticked up, fuck a tree

Bag him up, shoppin' spree

See my face, fuck a ski

Bitch, I'm Lil5iveten

And these niggas, cannot fuck with me

Gang, Bitch

He said, he "B.O.B"

Hold him down, P.O.P

Shoot shit up, C.O.D

Sticked up, fuck a tree

Bag him up, shoppin' spree

See my face, fuck a ski

Bitch, I'm Lil5iveten

And these niggas, cannot fuck with me

Gang, Bitch