Cant Hang

Boom! (Ay, yo, XNine)

These bitches ain't on shit but dick

The fuck?

You ain't my brother bitch, no brother shit, can't hang

Most these rap **** in it, they lame

**** do the most, he ain't even got a chain

When we go get it, we gon' turn it to a stain

Pull up on his block, all he heard was bang

Bang, bang, bang, bang, gang, slide

If a bitch bring ****, they dyin'

Leave a **** body where he lost, go find

Fuckin' with her ****, I'ma take my time

Squeeze his pockets, call me a lime (call me a lime)

Don't compete bitch if you basic

Ain't gon' lie, my face card ate it

He ain't gotta body, Asian Doll gon' take it

Pockets be chunky, I walk in, they pay me

Act like you crazy, I dare you to play me

Then go to London, man Cuban was faded

We let a bitch slide 'cause to us, she a baby

I got a ****, I dare you to take him

Bad lil' bitch, this bitch to wavy (wavy)

Colombian ****, he rich like Lil Baby

I'm back, and I'm better, I'm richer than ever

Just moved to Dallas, I'm home for the weather

He all on my body, I heard a steppa

Gangsta ****, I got a fetish

**** on my dick with the feminine shit

I don't wanna talk, I be damagin' shit

She tweakin'? I got it, I'm handlin' shit

Run up, and you swing, I'ma handle a bitch

I get my money and go

I don't got time for a hatin' ass ho

Come to my show, you'll get beat out the door

I got a bitch for your ****, let's joke

I got a **** for bitches fasho

I got a ho that'll take down your ho

Thinkin' you slimey, I'm wipin' ya nose

Thinkin' shit funny, let me see how you cry

Won't be the first or the last bitch to die

I seen shit that'll hurt your eyes

Had to cut bitches off 'cause I hurt bitches' pride

Don't do relations, these **** is basic

Don't try to save me, I'm already blazin'

My foot on the pavement, my shoot back is deadly

Ain't none of these **** that's worthy of chasin', damn

He don't wanna spend no bands

I don't wanna link, don't make no plans

I don't wanna chill with yo broke ass friends

Lighting, he strikin', no bolt on the pants

I got the streets, man, your bitch been a fan (been a fan)

Don't care bout these **** he stuck in the trends

Nine bitches with me, know Cuban a ten (Cuban a ten)

N-n-**** ain't on it when they supposed to spin

Do a bitch dirty, no mercy with hands

Ain't beefin' with bitches, she fell on my dick

Dissin' and switchin', I know that she sick

I wish my **** ain't die to a bitch

I'm never gon' stop, it's forever get rich

Ay (lets go!)

Crash out, crash out, bitches gon' tap out

All these pills, these bitches might pass out

All these ****, don't want 'em, I'm maxed out

That **** you love in a pack now (pack now), uh

Ain't beefin' with bitches, go take care of yo kids

Said that you on it, well stand on that biz (rah!)