CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Can’t Leave Without It (Freestyle)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Freestyle (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Freestyle, freestylin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Brand new Bently truck
Soon as I land, I hop in
Ritz-Carlton hotel, yeah
Know I had to check in
N***as think I'm crazy, yeah
Only talk to dead friends
She thought that I was loyal, yeah
But I was f**kin' her best friend
I be cruisin' in a coupe, give that to my dudes
No, I ain't got no ceiling, I ain't got no roof
Glizzy in my lap, if he play I'm gonna shoot
'Lil b*t*h I stand out, elephants up in the room
Big 'ol drip on a b*t*h, yeah, call that splashing
Street n***a in fashion, but I can get a 'lil cla**y
Remember shoot my shot at home, they was laughing
Now she suck me for my show, she was gagging
I ain't got time for no b*t*h, I just want my back-ends
But I f**ked her friend, I had to blow her backend
If he want some pressure, he hit him up with this MAC-10
You know I keep it with me, (N***a) it ain't no lackin'
And I can't plunge no clog, no
I'm gettin' paid off of rockin' shows
You know we keep us a 3-0 (A .30)
And if he play, we gonna up the score
Ride in Cali, switchin' lanes
B*t*h, she giving me brain
I don't know her name
In her mouth, I left a stain
I had that 'lil b*t*h singin', like T-Pain
You know we flipped her, had that 'lil b*t*h runnin' trains
Pull up, get pop-popped, two Glocks at the stop
My n***as in the kitchen, whippin', they cookin' hard
For this rap sh*t I'll give my heart
And when I get rich, get that Wraith with the stars
Yeah
Wraith with the stars, Wraith with the stars
Don't f**k with rats, but I want all the cheddar
She got attached, f**ked the first night I met her
We copped four glizzys in the coupe, no Beretta
Spanish b*t*h up in her f**kin' groove, no stellers
I done been through some sh*t
Storys, I can't tell 'em
If he wanna shoot some sh*t, that .40 gonna melt him
That n***a said he was gang, I had to check him
Found out he was bogus, my n***as had to stretch him
Rhraa, rhraa
Two shots up out that Glock .9
Shot him in his skull, left the witnesses traumatized
This little light of mine, know I had to make it shine
on that choppa, left that young n***a dramatized
Uh
Left that n***a dramatized, yeah
Left that n***a dramatized
The way that I'm livin', I could die tonight
I shoot [?] vision, I don't need no laser sight
That sh*t no cap, no cap
No cap up in my motherf**kin' rap
I been movin' state-to-state (No cap)
If this ni-gga play today, he get sent up to them heaven gates
Huh, huh, huh
(Sent up to them heaven gates)
Yeah
Freestyle (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Freestyle, freestylin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Brand new Bently truck
Soon as I land, I hop in
Ritz-Carlton hotel, yeah
Know I had to check in
N***as think I'm crazy, yeah
Only talk to dead friends
She thought that I was loyal, yeah
But I was f**kin' her best friend
I be cruisin' in a coupe, give that to my dudes
No, I ain't got no ceiling, I ain't got no roof
Glizzy in my lap, if he play I'm gonna shoot
'Lil b*t*h I stand out, elephants up in the room
Big 'ol drip on a b*t*h, yeah, call that splashing
Street n***a in fashion, but I can get a 'lil cla**y
Remember shoot my shot at home, they was laughing
Now she suck me for my show, she was gagging
I ain't got time for no b*t*h, I just want my back-ends
But I f**ked her friend, I had to blow her backend
If he want some pressure, he hit him up with this MAC-10
You know I keep it with me, (N***a) it ain't no lackin'
And I can't plunge no clog, no
I'm gettin' paid off of rockin' shows
You know we keep us a 3-0 (A .30)
And if he play, we gonna up the score
Ride in Cali, switchin' lanes
B*t*h, she giving me brain
I don't know her name
In her mouth, I left a stain
I had that 'lil b*t*h singin', like T-Pain
You know we flipped her, had that 'lil b*t*h runnin' trains
Pull up, get pop-popped, two Glocks at the stop
My n***as in the kitchen, whippin', they cookin' hard
For this rap sh*t I'll give my heart
And when I get rich, get that Wraith with the stars
Yeah
Wraith with the stars, Wraith with the stars
Don't f**k with rats, but I want all the cheddar
She got attached, f**ked the first night I met her
We copped four glizzys in the coupe, no Beretta
Spanish b*t*h up in her f**kin' groove, no stellers
I done been through some sh*t
Storys, I can't tell 'em
If he wanna shoot some sh*t, that .40 gonna melt him
That n***a said he was gang, I had to check him
Found out he was bogus, my n***as had to stretch him
Rhraa, rhraa
Two shots up out that Glock .9
Shot him in his skull, left the witnesses traumatized
This little light of mine, know I had to make it shine
on that choppa, left that young n***a dramatized
Uh
Left that n***a dramatized, yeah
Left that n***a dramatized
The way that I'm livin', I could die tonight
I shoot [?] vision, I don't need no laser sight
That sh*t no cap, no cap
No cap up in my motherf**kin' rap
I been movin' state-to-state (No cap)
If this ni-gga play today, he get sent up to them heaven gates
Huh, huh, huh
(Sent up to them heaven gates)
Yeah
