I can't love her, 'cause she like a ghost

That bitch that do the most

She like ... ghost

I can't love her, 'cause she do the most

Oh!



I can't love her, 'cause she do the most, (lil bitty bitch) yeah she do the most

I gave her all I had, and now she ghost, (lil bitty bitch) now she ghost

Independent, we been jumped up out the porch, (lil bitty bitch) jumped up out the porch

We fly business; you mad 'cause you flying coach, (lil bitty bitch) yeah you flying coach



I got so many decisions, ravens fly with the pigeons

I beat the pot, while you be the witness, try me - we don't aim at kidneys

I throw back a perc' to call my tensions; we pipe it up in the city

I got your hoe in my DM's; I got your hoe at my mentions

The plug, he live in my mansion

He got bitches in the kitchen dancing

Then they gone for a month

Then go to trapping all the way in Kansas

Nigga never rode a transit

Hit the pot, like a canvas

Feeling like Jamie Foxx, 'cause I'm in love with a bitch named Fancy

This game is dirty like a f**king Banshee

When I started getting money, now you can't stand me

I almost lost my life, one night in Miami

I go back to Miami, drinking out the hammock



I can't love her, 'cause she do the most, (lil bitty bitch) yeah she do the most

I gave her all I had, and now she ghost, (lil bitty bitch) now she ghost

Independent, we been jumped up out the porch, (lil bitty bitch) jumped up out the porch

We fly business; you mad 'cause you flying coach, (lil bitty bitch) yeah you flying coach



I cannot love her, that bitch do the most

Want to slam my door, what you mad at me for?

Mad 'cause I didn't let you come to my show

But you calling my phone, standing at my front door

Is you mad 'cause I didn't take you serious, hoe?

Comedian bitch, you delirious, hoe

Kill yourself, jump off the building

I walk in the kitchen, grab the knife, and go slit your throat

I don't do favors; you know that's a no

f**ked them up on the dab, going up on the show

Kicking a door, when the bando get slow

F-f-f-f**k up the pot, they want more

These bitches f**king for (zero)

These bitches give it up

I guess you want lust for the trust

I'm like a squirrel; I just want me a nut

Take the pot and I give it an uppercut

Most of these niggas be dick riding nowadays

Tell these niggas to wrap it up

Like an octopus, I'm getting money in eight ways

Young Takeoff, my stack is up

Since I remember, two years ago made 'em say bando

Now they say pipe it up

Remember they talked down and doubted us

Now when I walk the Earth, I make the street erupt



I can't love her, 'cause she do the most, (lil bitty bitch) yeah she do the most

I gave her all I had, and now she ghost, (lil bitty bitch) now she ghost

Independent, we been jumped up out the porch, (lil bitty bitch) jumped up out the porch

We fly business; you mad 'cause you flying coach, (lil bitty bitch) yeah you flying coach



I can't be loving this hoe

This bitch like the green light; this bitch like to go

I gave her the Beamer; I gave her the Rolls

But this little bitch still gon' creep on her toes

I see the moves, so I watch how I move

She f**king niggas; she tryna' to be cool

She broke as a bitch; she got nothing to lose

Giving it up just to put on some Loub's

How can I lie, bet that thing like a pool

All of these bitches be loving the crew

Ain't no one on one we f**k by the two

YRN fashion, I'm dabbing on you

You mad at me now, so I'm laughing at you

You something to do; you get hit in a room

Mama told me not to jump over broom

They hungry for money, they tryna' get grooms

I like this bitch; she got an attitude

I think that I like the bitch, but I can't wife the bitch

I'm in a Lambo, look what racks do

Whipping up crack; I can make a deuce

Bringing it back, make a brick turn to two

Bringing it back, make a brick turn to two!



I can't love her, 'cause she do the most, (lil bitty bitch) yeah she do the most

I gave her all I had, and now she ghost, (lil bitty bitch) now she ghost

Independent, we been jumped up out the porch, (lil bitty bitch) jumped up out the porch

We fly business; you mad 'cause you flying coach, (lil bitty bitch) yeah you flying coach