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Utwór CBFW został wydany 28 listopada 2025 przez 8K Distribution LLC jako część albumu I'm The Man
28 listopada 2025
Wytwórnia8K Distribution LLC
JęzykEnglish
BPM103
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Teledysk

Teledysk

Tekst Utworu

Can't be fucked with
**** broke, so let's change the discussion
Can't be fucked with
You ain't got the balls to take a risk, can't be fucked with
Ain't no faking, if you faking, you can't fuck with us
F color shining when I smile, nice to meet you
Flu Flamming, need to get rich? I could teach you
42 dollars, 60 carats, we've been getting into it
10 bands in the club, I was there for an hour
Goyard bag with a switch inside give me power
You was not a joint, you be sniffing powder
Jumping on balconies, carrying stones down mountains
D-W-G wasn't home, so we flipped mattresses
Why you think we ballers and we live so lavish?
Press play, John Madden
Johnny trying to pop stashes, gotta keep my ratchet
Hit the bitch, I got her asking me who I'm fucking
It's a foreign, not a bucket
You ain't popping stows, ****, you ain't nothing
Bitch want to argue with me, but I ain't fussing
I be getting paid
I could meet the bitch and freak the bitch the same day
Can't be fucked with
**** broke, so let's change the discussion
Can't be fucked with
You ain't got the balls to take a risk, can't be fucked with
Ain't no faking, if you faking, you can't fuck with us
You ain't nothing
Can't be fucked with
**** broke, so let's change the discussion
Can't be fucked with
You ain't got the balls to take a risk, can't be fucked with
Ain't no faking, if you faking, you can't fuck with us
You ain't nothing, can't be fucked with
Man, his Instagram said he gone, but he on
Frustrated to the back then drag two stows
Stop beating on that bitch, you just mad 'cause she chose
Searching through the master, her eighth thought it was on
Flying in the foreign looking for joints, I'm in my zone
Car driving itself while your bitch giving dome
In the S with 200 on the dash
Press a button then the gun disappear, fuck crash
Got the ups every time if you reach in the bag
Bitch left when I was broke, now she on the Gram saying, "Slide up"
No cars, no lights, raw cash
In your favorite dentist house 'cause I heard he got a bag
Sliding through your district with 50 in my jeans
Crack a bad bitch and drive away, got her wondering
Designer head to toe, boss status like who son is this?
Fuck a **** bitch, she tried to run, I got her stumbling
Security tried to search, but I still got my gun in
Blunt ash, bitch keep talking like she won't get hit
**** scary in real life, this something like The Matrix
I'm all gas, fire with the match, no faking
Sitting up for two hours, that's 'cause the stow baking
Bitch, I got fans, you need to stop with all that hating
**** ain't fucking with us, we really getting paid
Run it up and blow it on the gear the same day
Can't be fucked with
**** broke, so let's change the discussion
Can't be fucked with
You ain't got the balls to take a risk, can't be fucked with
Ain't no faking, if you faking, you can't fuck with us
You ain't nothing
Can't be fucked with
**** broke, so let's change the discussion
Can't be fucked with
You ain't got the balls to take a risk, can't be fucked with
Ain't no faking, if you faking, you can't fuck with us
You ain't nothing, can't be fucked with
Can't be fucked with
Can't be fucked with
Can't be fucked with
Can't be fucked with
Written by: Yns Flocko
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