
Can't Leave Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
No I can't leave th trap alone
Jumpin off two cell phones
Born a 80s baby
But da 90s raised me
Kween Gas too hot
No I won't stop
Fuck cops and opps
Can't leave th spot
Made a few grand on th Samsung
Another 100 racks on th iPhone
Dope girl dope girl
Trap jus in me
Come to get money
Baby I'm not timid
Wishin for a burner like Timmy
Say th rap game on lock
I got th Jimmy
Me and couple bad bitches swimmin
On a rooftop pool in th A and it's endless
Suite wit a robe take off da Fendi
A broke fuck nigga can't offend me
Hustle on a band got plenty
Try me I'm a squeeze til it's empty
One in th head no safety
Unlawful carryin don't phase me
87 baby dope raised me
You can look at me and tell I'm Eramo baby
No I can't leave th trap alone
Jumpin off two cell phones
Born a 80s baby
But da 90s raised me
Kween Gas too hot
No I won't stop
Fuck cops and oops
Can't leave th spot
Jumped off th porch when I was 12
Pushin dat fruit rock tail
No I wasn't worried bout bail
Mama told I was Heaven
But I gave her hell
Dope runnin lovin dead faces
Duckin and dodging these cases
All trap life ain't amazin
Specially when da block on cajun
Kween Gas buzzin it's a brand
I ain't neva holdin out my hand
Killin dese rappers advance
Stuntin erytime I get a chance
And I ain't goin in witout my back end
If th bitch ugly then
I hope she brought a friend
Mouth full a pussy
And a mouf full of tits
In th trap jumpin like a got damn bitch
No I can't leave th trap alone
Jumpin off two cell phones
Born a 80s baby
But da 90s raised me
Kween Gas too hot
No I won't stop
Fuck cops and oops
Can't leave th spot
No I can't leave th trap alone
Jumpin off two cell phones
Born a 80s baby
But da 90s raised me
Kween Gas too hot
No I won't stop
Fuck cops and opps
Can't leave th spot
Not for 87 nights nigga