just can’t
[Chorus]
Bitch
New Trackhawk, take off in a Mustang
Dude tryna move like a boss, but he just can’t
Ion ‘een talk what you talk, that’s a club thing
Ion ‘een talk what you talk, that’s a— God damn
I’m in the H’, taking flights, take a one way
I feel like Autumn, I might take a one way
I told my twin, “You can reach me, like, one day”
I told my clone, “You can reach me through email”
Slime throwing shells, don’t know shit ‘bout a seashell
Speak on the bros, on my soul, imma be there
Shots at your whip, now that ho need a repair
High as the fuck, ion know where my phone is
N***as too clone, need to chill on the clonage
[?]
Linked wit’ this ho, on my life, she had four kids
[Verse]
Linked wit’ this ho, on my life, she’s a MILF
Ion like violence, but I can get violent
You talk on my slime, then a n***a get killed
Throw up yo’ sign language, we don’t ‘een fear
Ian ‘een vibe, [?]
Ian ‘een vibe, I just spoiled my bitch, Ruth Chris
[?]
These n***as lyin’, they push up, they ain’t do shit
They too Instagram, not real
Yeah, and I’m too for my fam', too trill
Suppress on the thang, can’t hear
Slime too thug, killed a man, then he cheered
Slime threw a— Aw, shit, yeah
New VETEMENTS on my clothes, what you wear?
New vamped up black hoes everywhere
New [?] slime, having poles everywhere
[Bridge]
Huh-oh
Oh, yuh (What—)
Yuh (What the fuck?)
Yeah
Ion got strap, ian goin’ anywhere
New kicks fucked, I got dirt on this pair
You gon’ get hurt, n***as heard that you stare
[?], we some bears
Big slime—
[Chorus]
Bitch
New Trackhawk, take off in a Mustang
Dude tryna move like a boss, but he just can’t
Ion ‘een talk what you talk, that’s a club thing
Ion ‘een talk what you talk, that’s a— God damn
I’m in the H’, taking flights, take a one way
I feel like Autumn, I might take a one way
I told my twin, “You can reach me, like, one day”
I told my clone, “You can reach me through email”
Slime throwing shells, don’t know shit ‘bout a seashell
Speak on the bros, on my soul, imma be there
Shots at your whip, now that ho need a repair
High as the fuck, ion know where my phone is
N***as too clone, need to chill on the clonage
[?]
Linked wit’ this ho, on my life, she had four kids
Bitch
New Trackhawk, take off in a Mustang
Dude tryna move like a boss, but he just can’t
Ion ‘een talk what you talk, that’s a club thing
Ion ‘een talk what you talk, that’s a— God damn
I’m in the H’, taking flights, take a one way
I feel like Autumn, I might take a one way
I told my twin, “You can reach me, like, one day”
I told my clone, “You can reach me through email”
Slime throwing shells, don’t know shit ‘bout a seashell
Speak on the bros, on my soul, imma be there
Shots at your whip, now that ho need a repair
High as the fuck, ion know where my phone is
N***as too clone, need to chill on the clonage
[?]
Linked wit’ this ho, on my life, she had four kids
[Verse]
Linked wit’ this ho, on my life, she’s a MILF
Ion like violence, but I can get violent
You talk on my slime, then a n***a get killed
Throw up yo’ sign language, we don’t ‘een fear
Ian ‘een vibe, [?]
Ian ‘een vibe, I just spoiled my bitch, Ruth Chris
[?]
These n***as lyin’, they push up, they ain’t do shit
They too Instagram, not real
Yeah, and I’m too for my fam', too trill
Suppress on the thang, can’t hear
Slime too thug, killed a man, then he cheered
Slime threw a— Aw, shit, yeah
New VETEMENTS on my clothes, what you wear?
New vamped up black hoes everywhere
New [?] slime, having poles everywhere
[Bridge]
Huh-oh
Oh, yuh (What—)
Yuh (What the fuck?)
Yeah
Ion got strap, ian goin’ anywhere
New kicks fucked, I got dirt on this pair
You gon’ get hurt, n***as heard that you stare
[?], we some bears
Big slime—
[Chorus]
Bitch
New Trackhawk, take off in a Mustang
Dude tryna move like a boss, but he just can’t
Ion ‘een talk what you talk, that’s a club thing
Ion ‘een talk what you talk, that’s a— God damn
I’m in the H’, taking flights, take a one way
I feel like Autumn, I might take a one way
I told my twin, “You can reach me, like, one day”
I told my clone, “You can reach me through email”
Slime throwing shells, don’t know shit ‘bout a seashell
Speak on the bros, on my soul, imma be there
Shots at your whip, now that ho need a repair
High as the fuck, ion know where my phone is
N***as too clone, need to chill on the clonage
[?]
Linked wit’ this ho, on my life, she had four kids