Can't Fold
Dawg, I got you Jay B
Hit-Boy on the beat so bitch you gotta go berserk
G. Ry got me
If you gon' throw that ass, bitch, throw it
If you know you ain't gon' squeeze, don't tote it
You the type to get a bag, then blow it
I'm the type to get a bag, then grow it
If you ain't smoking cook, you ain't loaded
You know I keep a stick, you see it poking
I've been tryna fuck and you know it (Uh)
So gon' bust it open, let it gon' hit bitch
Your last nigga wasn't with it, baby I'm is
50 thousand on my watch, but it's timeless
Already know what it was, you can't buy unique
I know that you ain't got much
But make time for me
I'm in and out on the road
Clear VVS is my goal
Ain't gotta tell you it, you know
Hunnids on me, they can't fold
Yeah, and they can't fold
Suckas round, so I gotta keep that K close
We applyin' all this pressure, nigga, they know
Young niggas gettin' money, nigga, they know
MAC-11, fuck around and let Klay go
Bounce out, spray the K 'til the face gone
Put a bag on your head, it won't take long
If the court ain't got no witness,
Then the case gone
Let me get that pussy wet
It won't take long
Make the neighbors know my name, like I'm Trey Songz
If it ain't Ruth Chris, we at Thanh Long
And if your ass ain't finna ride
Bitch, stay gone
Your last nigga wasn't with it, baby I'm is
50 thousand on my watch, but it's timeless
Already know what it was, you can't buy unique
I know that you ain't got much
But make time for me
I'm in and out on the road
Clear VVS is my goal
Ain't gotta tell you it, you know
Hunnids on me, they can't fold
Hunnids on me and they ain't folding
I'm a boss, I give orders, what I say going
Had to cut off who I love just to stay focused
Ain't no question about that smoke
Bitch, the gang want it
Bitch, get your ass whipped
Bro that bitch fucked everybody, that's a bad look
30 shots up out that Glock'll have your ass shook
And any nigga speaking down gon' get tagged up
Hit it from the back, I'm your dad huh
Niggas still rapping about them guns, still ain't had one
And I just sparked ten Woods, still ain't passed one
Why the opps be in the house?
'Cause they ain't that dumb, bitch
Your last nigga wasn't with it, baby I'm is
50 thousand on my watch, but it's timeless
Already know what it was, you can't buy unique
I know that you ain't got much,
But make time for me
I'm in and out on the road
Clear VVS is my goal
Ain't gotta tell you it, you know
Hunnids on me, they can't fold
Hit-Boy on the beat so bitch you gotta go berserk
G. Ry got me
If you gon' throw that ass, bitch, throw it
If you know you ain't gon' squeeze, don't tote it
You the type to get a bag, then blow it
I'm the type to get a bag, then grow it
If you ain't smoking cook, you ain't loaded
You know I keep a stick, you see it poking
I've been tryna fuck and you know it (Uh)
So gon' bust it open, let it gon' hit bitch
Your last nigga wasn't with it, baby I'm is
50 thousand on my watch, but it's timeless
Already know what it was, you can't buy unique
I know that you ain't got much
But make time for me
I'm in and out on the road
Clear VVS is my goal
Ain't gotta tell you it, you know
Hunnids on me, they can't fold
Yeah, and they can't fold
Suckas round, so I gotta keep that K close
We applyin' all this pressure, nigga, they know
Young niggas gettin' money, nigga, they know
MAC-11, fuck around and let Klay go
Bounce out, spray the K 'til the face gone
Put a bag on your head, it won't take long
If the court ain't got no witness,
Then the case gone
Let me get that pussy wet
It won't take long
Make the neighbors know my name, like I'm Trey Songz
If it ain't Ruth Chris, we at Thanh Long
And if your ass ain't finna ride
Bitch, stay gone
Your last nigga wasn't with it, baby I'm is
50 thousand on my watch, but it's timeless
Already know what it was, you can't buy unique
I know that you ain't got much
But make time for me
I'm in and out on the road
Clear VVS is my goal
Ain't gotta tell you it, you know
Hunnids on me, they can't fold
Hunnids on me and they ain't folding
I'm a boss, I give orders, what I say going
Had to cut off who I love just to stay focused
Ain't no question about that smoke
Bitch, the gang want it
Bitch, get your ass whipped
Bro that bitch fucked everybody, that's a bad look
30 shots up out that Glock'll have your ass shook
And any nigga speaking down gon' get tagged up
Hit it from the back, I'm your dad huh
Niggas still rapping about them guns, still ain't had one
And I just sparked ten Woods, still ain't passed one
Why the opps be in the house?
'Cause they ain't that dumb, bitch
Your last nigga wasn't with it, baby I'm is
50 thousand on my watch, but it's timeless
Already know what it was, you can't buy unique
I know that you ain't got much,
But make time for me
I'm in and out on the road
Clear VVS is my goal
Ain't gotta tell you it, you know
Hunnids on me, they can't fold
Credits
Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Ryan Alex Martinez, Juwon Lee, Jabbar Kingston Brown Jr., Wayman Barrow Jr., Justin Benford
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