Can’t Do It lyrics

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
My lil n*ggas, them always on go, they never on pause
I know some n*ggas committed some murders, ain't none of them solved
n*ggas be talking, be acting like b*tches, I call 'em RuPaul
I got some b*tches I f*ck time to time, don't love em at all
Having my feelings involved, that's something I can't do
Get the pus*y no cap, that's something I can't do
Leave the house without the strap, that's something I can't do
Nah, I just can't do it

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
I just can't be broke
You gotta have type of hustle 'bout yourself, f*ck my P.O
I'm sippin' plenty lean and smokin' propane, that's that good smoke
(That's that good gas, n*gga, what you is?)
Just a hood n*gga with money
I'm in a foreign whip riding dirty, it got bogus tags on it
College b*tch with me can't suck di*k, really all she do is gag on it
f*cked around and got a ratchet b*tch pregnant, I hit her raw man
Fresh out the bando, eighty thou, it can't fit in these Balmains
(Can't fit in my jeans)
C-Bo told me stack it up and go hard on these n*ggas and hating hoes
When you in the streets you can't leave that strap, that's a part of your wardrobe
And I rock expensive attire
After she f*ck she fired
These hoes be slicker than n*ggas
Can't love 'em, these b*tches be liars
I be around murderers (What they do?)
They shooting like Manu (Ginobli)
Just keep your mouth close homie, snitching?
That's something you can't do (don't break the code)
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
My lil n*ggas, them always on go, they never on pause
I know some n*ggas committed some murders, ain't none of them solved
n*ggas be talking, be acting like b*tches, I call 'em RuPaul
I got some b*tches I f*ck time to time, don't love em at all
Having my feelings involved, that's something I can't do
Get the pus*y no cap, that's something I can't do
Leave the house without the strap, that's something I can't do
Nah, I just can't do it

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Moneybagg, Moneybagg
Hold up, let me set the record straight
I am the king, ain't got to hate
Every n*gga 'round me done ate
[?] killin' n*ggas, yellow tape
That other n*gga is just a mini-me
I watched his interviews, don't like his energy
Only D'usse, not the Hennessy
Ooh, pulled up in a half a million dollar car like f*ck these n*ggas
When you twenty million dollars up, you don't be studying n*ggas
I'm the plug, recruiter
A city of shooters
RIP to Young Trulla (J-Money)
Every mob in my city mobbin'
Every n*gga in my city robbin'
I make fast cash from glad bags
In the kitchen duffle bag, gang gang
Young n*gga from the city, got heart, Draco bangin'
Them my lil n*ggas and them
And they'll go hittin' them, hittin' them
Them the three letters (CMG)
CMG, they under my leadership
And this sh*t 2 Federal, for real
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
My lil n*ggas, them always on go, they never on pause
I know some n*ggas committed some murders, ain't none of them solved
n*ggas be talking, be acting like b*tches, I call 'em RuPaul
I got some b*tches I f*ck time to time, don't love em at all
Having my feelings involved, that's something I can't do
Get the pus*y no cap, that's something I can't do
Leave the house without the strap, that's something I can't do
Nah, I just can't do it