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Can't Help It
Hip-Hop/Rap
Can't Help It was released on March 21, 2025 by Traveno Music as a part of the album Sliced Bread
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Release DateMarch 21, 2025
LabelTraveno Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travon King Jr.
Travon King Jr.
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curtez Echols Jr
Curtez Echols Jr
Songwriter
Reginald Alonzo Caughman Jr
Reginald Alonzo Caughman Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travon King Jr.
Travon King Jr.
Producer

Lyrics

Baby girl, I can't help it, bitch, you know I'm the man
She got my picture on her wall, I ain't talkin' bout Stan
I mean the picture on her wall, on the page of her spam
She love me cause I cash her out when I be hittin' them scams
Or when I'm hittin' my DraftKings, she know I get bands
She talkin' crazy, slam the door up in her face like she Pam
She ain't fishy, but I open up them legs like a clam
Put them rackies in the safe after I'm sellin' my grams
Me and Story like the male version of Venus and Serena
Swingin' rackets together, but we been rappin' forever
I'm servin' packets for better prices than they can get it
And you know I'll smack whoever if they fuckin' up my kitchen
I can't help it, they don't know what it feel like to be winnin'
I can't help it, they don't know what it's like to pull these women
Just by bein' yourself, I ain't with the pretendin'
All these bitches pretentious, but I'm still gon' get the digits
Then I beat a bitch from the back and hit it hard
If a **** hatin', get him whacked or pull his card
Yeah, I seen you muggin' in the club, was actin' hard
Ran down on a ****, he was lookin' for the guard
Grill yo homie like a burger, I can leave a **** charred
Exiled from the club, how we get that **** barred
Cause he don't spend enough money, he talkin' bout it's on the card
Bitch, I'm countin' up hunnids, I told him that it isn't hard
Yeah, how the fuck I'm even floatin' like this
It don't matter if I freestyle or write this
And if we got some beef, I will not write diss songs
I'ma pull up and leave a couple of yo friends gone
These **** team switchin', yeah, they lookin' just like Chris Paul
Why you spillin' weed, baby? You gon' get me pissed off
Boy I'm speakin' to you, so why the fuck you let your bitch talk
Leavin' from the club, talkin' wet, leave yo click chalked
I live downtown, by the water, bitch it's thick fog
Bitch, I got this Glocky, I ain't Snoop, bitch, I'm Blick Dogg
I'm Veno , I ain't Geno , I ain't never gettin' wrote off
Bitch it's just like prom, cause I'm quick to send a ho off
See, baby, I'm the man with the plan, thought I told y'all
Finna drop a four, that's gon' make a **** doze off
Linkin' up with hoes, got me kickin' it in bro loft
Rollin' five woods out the pack cause they so soft
Then I beat a bitch from the back and hit it hard
If a **** hatin', get him whacked or pull his card
Yeah, I seen you muggin' in the club, was actin' hard
Ran down on a ****, he was lookin' for the guard
Grill yo homie like a burger, I can leave a **** charred
Exiled from the club, how we get that **** barred
Cause he don't spend enough money, he talkin' bout it's on the card
Bitch, I'm countin' the hundreds, I told him that it isn't hard
Then I beat a bitch from the back and hit it hard
If a **** hatin', get him whacked or pull his card
Yeah, I seen you muggin' in the club, was actin' hard
Ran down on a ****, he was lookin' for the guard
Grill yo homie like a burger, I can leave a **** charred
Exiled from the club, how we get that **** barred
Cause he don't spend enough money, he talkin' bout it's on the card
Bitch, I'm countin' up hundreds, I told him that it isn't hard
Written by: Curtez Echols Jr, Reginald Alonzo Caughman Jr
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