We Can't ft. drakosotmg Lyrics

(Goo, Goo)

(Man it's clo day on foenem)

(I'm finna slide)

(I sound sick as hell)

I'm fresh as hell, designer on my shirt, designer on my pants

She bad as hell, she say I'm fine

But need somebody that's gonna treat her nice

And do her right

I can't do that shit at all

I'm fresh as hell, designer on my shirt, designer on my pants

She bad as hell, she say I'm fine

But need somebody that's gonna treat her nice

And do her right

I can't do that shit at all

Niggas sayin' that it's beef, get in the streets, man, come play ball

Used to fuck up on my dawg, but you thinkin' I'm gon' cuff

What the fuck, bitch, tweakin, yuck, hell naw

I ain't no goofy, what is that?

Nigga play, we get him tapped

Man, you know we goin' up, gon' have our names up on the map

Don't fall in love with none of these hoes, motherfucker, it's a trap

All these rappers, they be bap

Talkin' shit, man, you just yap

It was just bug, and now they packs

Drakey, he hit in his back

Break his bones and make it crack

Bitch, we smokin' on that Thrax

Niggas that I be around ain't drinkin' Tris, they drinkin' act

They act gangsta, they not that

We aimin' where his top at

Make his ass fall back

She actin' weird, I fall back

Cause I don't never need no bitch

I'm already in love with this money, bitch

I'm fresh as hell, designer on my shirt, designer on my pants

She bad as hell, she say I'm fine

But need somebody that's gonna treat her nice

And do her right

I can't do that shit at all

I'm fresh as hell, designer on my shirt, designer on my pants

She bad as hell, she say I'm fine

But need somebody that's gonna treat her nice

And do her right

I can't do that shit at all

(Shhh)

We can't do that shit at all

Fall in love with a bitch?

We can't do that shit at all(Go)

You can't duck, switch, don't talk shit at all

Shorty act crazy

Yeah, yeah, (Yeah,Yeah) she playin' in her drawls

Ksubi on the booty, designer on the shirt

Shorty forever, us, never them

(TMG)TMG, you know we them

Hit him in his face, we droppin' them

CLO, do it,(?)

Ticket from the bank, nothin' fake

Real take, 247(247)

We gon' take it ain't goin' to jail

We do the race(Goo, goo)

That's snake shit ain't nothin' fake

You come on the block, that shit ain't safe

(Gang)

(What)

I'm fresh as hell, designer on my shirt, designer on my pants

She bad as hell, she say I'm fine

But need somebody that's gonna treat her nice

And do her right

I can't do that shit at all

I'm fresh as hell, designer on my shirt, designer on my pants

She bad as hell, she say I'm fine

But need somebody that's gonna treat her nice

And do her right

I can't do that shit at all

( I'm fresh as hell, designer on my shirt, designer on my pants)

(She bad as hell, she say I'm fine)

(But need somebody that's gonna treat her nice)

(And do her right)

(I can't do that shit at all)