CAN'T GO BACK Lyrics

(On God that was a quick one too)

(You seen that shit how long was that like five minutes)

Yea, yea

Yea, yea

Yea, yea

Yea, yea

Yea

I'm in LA, big blunt don't pass

I'm in LA, bad hoe who that

The shit I do yeah you can't do that

Said you makin' them moves but you gotta prove that

We ain't makin' no song 'cus your music too wack

Brodie on Seinfeld, stop with the act

Turn up the show, got the whole block packed

Don't know this hoe but she asked for my snap

Aye, what's that

This bitch tweakin'

She off the ketamine, don't do that

Late night geeker

She want some sneakers, I told her relax

I'm in the cut with the bro and you know he don't lack

I'm in the cut with the bro and he came with the pack

Yea, uh

I been away for too long she want me to come back, yeah

Pussy to good had to pull out and buss on her back, yeah

YNB stay with that guala I keep me a sack, yeah

Quarter back you gettin sacked, yeah

Ugly hoes, they gettin' passed (Damn)

Told me that she love my music, I said I'm in love with that ass

I love a bitch that get freaky but know how to act with some class

(OK yeah)

He mad cus he paid for that pussy, he found out that pussy was trash

I used to be servin' fake drank

Finessin' these boys out they cash

(Uh huh, uh huh, yeah)

Can't go back, yeah

Can't go back

Can't go back, yeah

Can't go back

Can' go back, yeah

Can't do that

Can't go back, yeah

Can't do that, yeah

(You think you know me)