Can't Deny Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah
Clear my throat
Woah
Hey
Visine my eyes cause they red and I'm smoking
Stepping red bottoms with the thigh pads poking
Shawty kinda bad but I'm getting mixed emotions
Know I dropped a bag on my drip that's potion
All this fuck shit getting old like erosion
Paparazzi jumping out the bushes I'm posing
People starting to tell me that I'm smooth lotion
Hop out yo bitch be like ouu do you know him
This be Dior but I'm dressed in all black like I'm gon do a burglary
Turn a bitch to a boss with one surgery
Know you act like you ain't but you heard of me
And these niggas informants no badges
My bitch a baddie keep doing her lashes
Extended my clip the 32 do magic
I up off the hip I do this shit with tactic
Pour up the juice im sipping out the cup
Whip out them bucks she turned into a slut
These diamonds keep changing colors with the lights
Got minor inclusions very very slight
I'm handing shit out these niggas acting tight
Red bandana tied below my eyes
Claim he wanna shop but can't afford the price
Nigga owe me money guess he tryna die
Aye
And it's up with the 40 make him cartwheel
Skeet skirt with your shorty she in my whip
I ain't stingy with them bands so I tip
Bangkadang with the bang then I dip
Poke a nigga got the stick in my whip
Know they slide about the gang
Hope a pussy nigga think
And he better use his brain or he get killed
I can't deny
That I'm that guy
She blow me like dandelion
Christian Loub
These some brand new shoes
They be like damn he fine
Someone call Boosie and tell him come wipe me down
I got hoes from the south wanna be wifey now
Feeling like Drake told her meet at the W
Took too many shots I think I see double you
Took a step back these niggas was scheming
Pour the Wokesha godammit I'm leaning
You aint getting money boy you sleeping yeah you dreaming
I'm really having racks what the fuck was you thinking
Twenty ball in my mouth no Kizzy
I ain't stunting shit cause the stick with me
Nigga run up on me he get smoked like a hippie
Green beam on it I'll leave a nigga crispy
Bling bling now she saying that she miss me
I just keep counting bands til I'm dizzy
Nigga better come get his mans before I empty
Mama said watch your close friends cause they envy
I cherish all my niggas and the letters that they sent me
For that shit imma bless em with a ten piece
All my struggles ain't break but they bent me
Haters wanna see me die but God sent me
Chop in my pants make me walk hella funny it look like my leg broke
I know these bitches tryna have my baby Im leaving on that note
You know I'll never ever wife her
Shawty just can't keep her legs closed
Aye I'm in the field like a gecko
I cock that bitch back and I let it blow
Aye
And it's up with the 40 make him cartwheel
Skeet skirt with your shorty she in my whip
I ain't stingy with them bands so I tip
Bangkadang with the bang then I dip
Poke a nigga got the stick in my whip
Know they slide about the gang
Hope a pussy nigga think
And he better use his brain or he get killed
I can't deny
That I'm that guy
She blow me like dandelion
Christian Loub
These some brand new shoes
They be like damn he fine
Someone call Boosie and tell him come wipe me down
I got hoes from the south wanna be wifey now
Feeling like Drake told her meet at the W
Took too many shots I think I see double you