i can never - lelo (usa) lyrics
[intro]
yeah
(troy, what are you doing?)
[verse]
first track; slid, ain’t no need for no track two
fn; friend, only thing i’m too attached too
n*ggas fake, if you askin’ why i gotta attitude
team tight as f*ck like them babyface tracksuit’s
squad tight as f*ck like them babyface sweatpants
i can’t even two*step but i can make the tech ‘tec dance
all you hear is 2*step when n*ggas choose to press gas
only follow two steps, talk sh*t; collect bag
brodie backstage rollin’ loud like a press pass
pit bull’ll attack a n*gga leg if he trespass
fan b*tch, grabbin’ on my legs, lemme get pass
labels tryna fly me out of state, give me jet*lag
brodie too addicted i just caught him raw sippin’
choppa got kick like that big bald n*gga
i been eatin’ finna turn into a big broad n*gga
i can’t treat him like no demon, he a big soft n*gga
they like, “lelo, boy you better never switch when that bag hit”
ten toes down, b*tch i never did a back*flip
helmut lang plug with a motherf*ckin’ accent
clip sitting in the five like an improper fraction
said that she a ten but i don’t even wanna touch
margiela dress shirt, i don’t even wanna tuck
i ain’t never met that n*gga, how he say he one of us?
f*ck track, lil’ bro’ll let the semi run ’em up
i’m that next up n*gga i ain’t beefin’ with n0body, ‘specially when they think they eatin’ off that benihana plate
i’m that next up n*gga i ain’t teamin’ with n0body, ‘specially when i know some n*ggas slidin’ in*and*out of state
i can’t rest up n*gga i ain’t worried about n0body, ‘specially when i know my n*ggas slide for any amount of cake
i’m a dressed up n*gga new designer on my body, i got archive boxers flyin’ in without a cape
when i’m outside shopping i ain’t even got a problem but this yop right beside me like i took it on a date
lame n*ggas d*ck*ridin’, i ain’t even cry about it, been a prophet, i ain’t trippin’ i just leave it up to fate
i’m a real rap n*gga with some top*shelf problems, i be scoopin’ up the profit like i’m tryna flip a crate
b*tch it’s get rich time, finna make a sitcom, call my brodie josh peck ’cause he know how to flip a drac’
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