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​imsg - ​cant lyrics

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[chorus]
i can’t f+ck this thot, no i can’t
i can’t f+ck this thot, no i can’t
i can’t f+ck this thot, no i can’t
no i can’t
i might go to her crib, but i can’t
i might glo on this b+tch, but i can’t
i can’t f+ck on this b+tch, no i can’t

[verse 1]
she suck then i dip with my mans
f+ck xans, finna cop me some new pants
i love motorola phones in my hand
f+ck a sim swap, 5 bars in my hand
i got bands, i got bands, i got bands
he tryna claim a nat, yeah he is her mans
sh+t so sad, gotta get a bag
i can’t f+ck that hoe because that hoe is a known slag
i know that she mad, call my lil sister come get dragged
shooters walkin’ down the street, yeah they need a bag
i can’t cuff that thot, no, i can’t cuff that thot, no

[chorus]
i can’t f+ck this thot, no i can’t
i can’t f+ck this thot, no i can’t
i can’t f+ck this thot, no i can’t
no i can’t
i might go to her crib, but i can’t
i might glo on this b+tch, but i can’t
[verse 2]
where’s your mans? put ’em in the pack in the air
i f+ck on this b+tch, it’s not fair, ’cause i know her man jealous
white shooter named ellis
trap phone, ha, tell us



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