Can't Diss Me ft. Kwim Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I just woke up, eyes crusty, told that hoe don't touch me
Breath still musty, she pullin' on my drawstring
Met that hoe in Charlotte, said come home to me Charlene
These hoes be carless and marchin' like the army
I just woke up, eyes crusty, told that hoe don't touch me
Breath still musty, she pullin' on my drawstring
Met that hoe in Charlotte, said come home to me Charlene
These hoes be carless and marchin' like the army
Shawty a lil domestic, this big whip a foreign
Dap the left, pardon me, cup dirty but my car clean
Smack on her tushy, and she get wet like slushies
She text me she don't love me, but now she tryna fuck me, yeah
I'm been in the penthouse, supreme bogo trimmed out
I just took the hood off, and shawty picked the lint out my head
Don't like it in your phone ring, bae, turn off your alarm please
Before I turn your SIM card dead
Took a risk, and now I'm up, and I can't frown now
I just put a some on my wrist to hold it down now
Everybody knows just what it is when I'm around now
And I just put a some on my wrist and I can't frown now, mm
I just woke up, eyes crusty, told that hoe don't touch me
Breath still musty, she pullin' on my drawstring
Met that hoe in Charlotte, said come home to me Charlene
These hoes be carless and marchin' like the army
Cleanest nigga in my city, these niggas can't diss me
I be droppin' good dick, so all my hoes miss me
Woke up with no money, woke made bout 50
I be movin' dumb smart, Can't nobody say he lick me
Think I drank too much tonight, Now I'm feelin' pissy
Shawty said she love to geek, I was lookin' dizzy
See that I'm on D&D, just know I be busy
I always got my lick back tell them get up with me
Steppin' out with a Audemar, coming' trim
We dumb clean. Took my nigga up the road
Caught up with that .40. Ma don't even know I rap
Bet she know I'm trappin', I be movin' lowkey
Cause niggas tryna bust me. And I got like two jobs
On top of that, I'm hustlin'. I ain't even slime him
He just mad I'm gettin' money. I don't even post no more
Niggas movin' funny, Niggas movin' funny
I just woke up, eyes crusty, told that hoe don't touch me
Breath still musty, she pullin' on my drawstring
Met that hoe in Charlotte, said come home to me Charlene
These hoes be carless and marchin' like the army
Domestic, foreign, pardon me, car clean
Tushy, slushy, love me, fuck me
And I can frown now, trimmed out
Hood off, lint out my head, And I can't frown now
Yo alarm please, before I turn yo SIM card dead
And I can't frown now, mm