Can't Stand Dat ft. OneOfNone Lyrics

Niggas so broke and I can't even stand that

I ain't gon' lie, the bitch so thick I might pop me a Xanax

And bro got fire, I know niggas see where he keepin' his hand at

I keep me a dime, these hoes gon' stick to lil' ike like spandex

Damn, you don't really trap, you a junkie

You won't see me outside if it ain't bout money

If I ain't got bread, you might see me holdin' my tummy

Shit, the old Ike dead so why she keep saying she love me

You think you know me

Niggas so broke and I can't even stand that

I ain't gon' lie, the bitch so thick I might pop me a Xanax

And bro got fire, I know niggas see where he keepin' his hand at

I keep me a dime, these hoes gon' stick to lil' ike like spandex

I'ma keep me a dime, get straight to it, I ain't wasting no time

By the look in your eyes, I can tell that you're lyin On the road to get millions, I'm readin' the signs

I never forget who had left me behind

You look at me now, I know you'd be surprised

I already ate why you feedin' me lies

She said I'm the one, she was reading my mind

She thought I was done, but it took me some time

I was half lit when walked in the meeting

I gotta stop showin' emotion, they don't wanna pay me I look like a demon

Huh I laughed when she tell me she don't wanna fuck cause her bestie be creaming

I flew out to Dallas and came back to Georgia it fucked up my breathing

Damn I'm finna say fuck everybody

You take my bitch, I don't care about it

The bitch say she needed her space

So I went out to slide on bitches like air hockey

Like a nigga went bowling, I spare thotties

If she bad, I'd pay for the hair probably

My lil' nigga so fucked up that you can't even tell him a joke about Sharing wocky

Niggas so broke and I can't even stand that

I ain't gon' lie, the bitch so thick I might pop me a Xanax

And bro got fire, I know niggas see where he keepin' his hand at

I keep me a dime, these hoes gon' stick to lil' ike like spandex

Damn, you don't really trap, you a junkie

You won't see me outside if it ain't bout money

If I ain't got bread, you might see me holdin' my tummy

Shit, the old Ike dead so why she keep saying she love me