They Can`t Fwm Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah-yeah-yeah
(Cashout, what it do-do-do?)
Ooh
Ooh, wee
Hmm
Phew, phew, huh
Iced Out Records
[Verse 1]
I been turnt, geeked for like two days, so I can't say much
She gon' let me f*ck 'cause on the way, ho, I can't pay nothin'
I just bought two Richard's and one chain, cost like eight some'
Switchin' lanes, I be state-to-state just like Salomon
A stick on me, bitch, I got that tool, I'm tryna fix some'
Gang members, don't call me big bro, I ain't your big brother
On the road, finna catch some plays, it's like I'm hitchhiking
He switchin' sides, get that boy some shoes 'cause they be flip-floppin'
Baby, chop up, hangin' in my tent, no, I got big joggins
Jury dancin', they pull out thеy phone just like I'm TikTokin
She a frеaky, I pull down my pants, she suck the lint off me
Hit her on the call, she got good brain, yeah, that's a big noggin
Just for me to walk in and show my chain, I need a fifty (Fifty)
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We got yellow wiggin', Bobby Brown, knew we're dissin'
I like four leachers, four old neekers, yeah, that's Niki (Niki)
A show as soon shoot 'em, college girl gon' show them titties (Phew, titties)
[Chorus]
Hmm, yeah, they can't f*ck with me (They can't f*ck with me)
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