Cant Hang Lyrics

Can you stop holding back from me

You ain't showing no loyalty

I'ma need your body, feel like Kawasaki

I'm sipping meds, that's Wocky

I need that sloppy top

Want you in polka dots

Cheetah print with a cherry on top

We don't talk about getting married a lot

If we make it that far, get a bust down watch

My taste is expensive, it's more than a lot

I ain't saying not shit, while surrounded by thots

My mom say I'm chanting, I'm singing the plot

You gon' see what I mean when I ice out the watch

I ain't going too hard, let me turn up a notch

Use a different type voice, when I'm fucking, yo thot

I've been starting to get super serious about this music

Trying to fix up my life, cause real fast I could lose it

I ain't doing dumb shit, I ain't going out stupid

I'm a dog ass nigga, I look too ruthless

She got hot ass breath, I was calling her toothless

In a bad ass car, on some fly no roof shit

I want her to be mine, but I'm acting too stupid

I can't fuck on them hoes, I just wanna get my dick licked

I got ten bad bitches, that been on the wait list

You go fuck him and I'm gonna finish it

You go talk to my clone, I'm ending it

Really bitch, I'm finna go spend that shit

Spin that shit, I'm spinning a Ben

Fuck that beef, I'm seeing the plan

She a vegan, but taking my hand

Know it's better, but you been my bitch

I ain't special, that's what you insist

Bitch don't wait till I flood out my wrist

Don't come back when I'm big in my brand

I be seeing you like on the post of my man

You a hoe ass bitch, it ain't even been an hour

I was bumping YB when I got out the shower

I broke up with the hoe cause I couldn't devour

That pussy made me feel like I had powers

You don't call me tonight, I'ma go get some hoes

Should've been doing yoga, she touching her toes

I wanna see more in life, but I won't let you go

You say I ain't special, that really had touched me

I be staying, but not feeling lucky

Turning up on the chance that I leave

I've been grinding to go get the keys

Playing dumb, I won't pick you out

Drop some dick before dropping you off

Guess I mean what I say in my songs

I ain't cheating, I'm proving them wrong

She get mad when I'm liking a post

How to think this was over a note

You get mad and I'm spiraling out

Puff my dope, but can't be in my house

I don't need you, but you like Starbucks

I want you every day

Shake shit like a lemonade

That's a candy cane

Sweet as hell, wanna bang

It ain't Christmas time, she for my gang

I just want my girl all the hoes can't hang