Can't Pay Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
You want a romantic, that ain't gone happen
You been moving badly, that- that's tragic
I seen blood all on the leaves, you got blood all on your mattress
You then moved down to Los Angeles, swear you finna be a actress
And you swear to God you got it on 'cause it's Ricky all on your fabrics
In the mountains, way up, way up in the sky, it's everlasting
Got clear stones on white gold, I'm in a whole, whole other bracket
I done did shit in my lifetime that I know you couldn't imagine
You done did shit in your lifetime but I can't accept your baggage
On the highway I'm speeding in this bitch might crash it, come on
I understand that a couple thousand a make this bitch get nasty
Bae you better not put that shit on my body, I don't do transactions
Yeah, woah, come on
Can't pay if Drake ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Meek ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Party ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Uzi ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Future ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Trippie ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Chris ain't pay for it
Yeah, girl you better kiss the ring
Fresher than Listerine
All of my bitches clean
All of my bitches, they on go-go
I don't sell no dreams
Gone head pop them tings
Baby do you feel a thing, come on
Porsche 911 on rent
Calling my name when I hit
Car note ain't it 'bout a bitch
Keep me on the ground when I'm rich
Why your tennis chain don't hit
Dark tinted windows in the whip
From a broke family
Had a kid, I did it all again
Elbows going out and in
Like a elbow corner's getting bent
Spotify shuffling
Playing all the songs you wanna hear
Trying to right all the wrongs that I did
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, woah
Nigga never did nothing on purpose
Blowing my phone when I'm workin
On my page and you lurking
Don't trust me and it hurt me
Sipping mushroom tea feeling perfect
You want a romantic, that ain't gone happen
You been moving badly, that- that's tragic
I seen blood all on the leaves, you got blood all on your mattress
You then moved down to Los Angeles, swear you finna be a actress
And you swear to God you got it on 'cause it's Ricky all on your fabrics
In the mountains, way up, way up in the sky, it's everlasting
Got clear stones on white gold, I'm in a whole, whole other bracket
I done did shit in my lifetime that I know you couldn't imagine
You done did shit in your lifetime but I can't accept your baggage
On the highway I'm speeding in this bitch might crash it, come on
I understand that a couple thousand a make this bitch get nasty
Bae you better not put that shit on my body, I don't do transactions
Yeah, woah, come on
Can't pay if Drake ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Meek ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Party ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Uzi ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Future ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Trippie ain't pay for it
Can't pay if Chris ain't pay for it