
I Can't ft. Big Spazz Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm finna change the game, bitch I'm feelin' like Lamar no you can't stop the rain
I can't trust no hoe, who don't bring the pain
I got motion in my blood, bitch, we don't bleed
VVS's bustin' on my neck, bitch, go check the grain
Only got exotic in the leaf, yeah, bitch, this candy cane
I'm just tryna ball out on these niggas like I'm Mr. James
I can't wife no eater, they just want the fame
I can't smoke that za, it ain't 91
Bitch, you really posted' with the king, but I ain't tiny son
304, bitch, tote a 22, yeah, its a tiny gun
Fuck a plain jane , right now I want the shiny one
Fuck a plain jane, right now I need my glistening
Kyng C walk up in the room with hella motion, bet your bitch listen
Bitch, I'm posted' in the ocean with the sharks, got me big fishin
They like, how these niggas got all of this motion, got them sick wishing
I won't sip that cup if it aint mud in it
Put some red up in my cup, it almost look like it got blood in
Bitch, with cream, soda pop, bitch, I had to put some suds in
Bitch, you know I love my shit knocking had too put some subs in it
I can't stop my niggas, yeah, they hella reckless
I can't keep up with my jewelry , I got hella necklace
I can't stop having motion, this shit hella stressing
I won't wife no smut, bitch, I'm to the next one
I'm finna change the game, bitch I'm feelin' like Lamar no you can't stop the rain
I can't trust no hoe, who don't bring the pain
I got motion in my blood, bitch, we don't bleed the same
VVS's bustin' on my neck, bitch, go check the grain
Only got exotic in the leaf, yeah, bitch, this candy cane
I'm just tryna ball out on these niggas like I'm Mr. James
I can't wife no eater, they just want the fame
Now you steppin' with that hopper we pop out 7-6-2
C gon' lash, for lookin' funny, here come Spazz to follow through
And we don't beef on internet, cause we put niggas on the news
I catch you hoppin' off that porch, you better fasten up your shoe
And for the rappers, whistle buttons on the back, dem glitches, boom
Might get to Fah Fah Fah, go and hock you out your shoes
I graduated ain't go to college cuz' niggas don't follow rules
I need a bitch that hella nasty , type that's naughty , thats hella rude
I'm finna change the game
Bitch, I'm feelin' like Lamar, now you can't stop the rain
I can't trust no hoe, who don't bring the pain
I got motion in my blood, bitch, we don't bleed the same
VVS's bustin' on my neck, bitch, go check the grain
Only got exotic in the leaf, yeah, bitch, this candy cane
Yeah, I'm just tryna ball out on these niggas like I'm Mr. James
I can't wife no water, they just want the fame