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Can’t Dress Me
Lil Jairmy
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Lil Keed
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Bitch ain't gon' check me, can't
Finesse me, can't dress me, just sex me
Don't be runnin' up when we be out in public
I ain't with all that, just text me
Hollow young niggas lay you down for nothin'
'Cause your murder rap to impress me
It don't take that much, just gotta press a
Button, I'm slidin' on you for the next week
'Member mama sayin' not to go outside
It's a homicide on the next street
I don't body count when a thug die, they rather see a nigga six feet
Dropped the number, lil' one showin' love now
Why you do that, Jeremy? 'Cause the bricks cheap
I can't peep game, see the bitch cheek
I can't peep game, niggas ain't street
I ain't switch shit, I'm the same me
I went made the money, it ain't made me
I just hit a lick for some big shit, made enough to go and cop a AP
I just hit her with the same gang I hit
Her friend with and both of 'em ate me
Rockin' everything name brand, I just
Spent a band on a Louis plain tee
Came in the game, I wasn't playin', I was
Robbin', servin' niggas on the same street
I been havin' racks since back then
Help me understand how a nigga made me
Built an empire with my hands, help me understand what a nigga gave me
Really road runnin' for them bands
Penitentiary chance, I ain't let it phase me
Probably shootin' stars in the head lately
I been trippin' on 'em, goin' crazy
Before anything, I'm a man, I'ma catch a murder 'fore a nigga play me
I was wildin' 'fore I hit the can, granny
Shed a tear 'cause she couldn't save me
I'm a bachelor, she can't tame me, good pussy ain't gon' change me
Bitch ain't gon' check me, can't
Finesse me, can't dress me, just sex me
Don't be runnin' up when we be out in public
I ain't with all that, just text me
Hollow young niggas lay you down for nothin'
'Cause your murder rap to impress me
It don't take that much, just gotta press a
Button, I'm slidin' on you for the next week
'Member mama sayin' not to go outside
It's a homicide on the next street
I don't body count when a thug die, they rather see a nigga six feet
Dropped the number, lil' one showin' love now
Why you do that, Jeremy? 'Cause the bricks cheap
I can't peep game, see the bitch cheek, I can't
Peep game, niggas ain't street (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell a nigga blick somethin', hit somethin'
, Bet niggas don't play with Keed
Yeah, you know we take a nigga right down
Yeah, we robbin' for the packs and lean
Rick Owen, Gucci socks, real jeans, yeah, I mix it with the CELINE
Yeah, you know the trap spot beam, yeah
A nigga dreamin' 'bout a hundred million
Niggas be actin' like hoes, nigga ain't
Playin' with us, we give 'em a show
Yeah, I call Lil' Jerry, I need drank, lean, and some hoes
We take 'em down, he wanna go north, so we gon' kill how it go
Nah, a bitch can't dress me, a bitch nigga can't even address me
Your main bitch tryna caress me, shit, I give her a sight to see
Yeah, that ho, she know I'm a dog, yeah, she tryna vet me
Yeah, know I wear Cartier, I went and bust down the Bugatti
I'm rockin' Palm Angels, I'm feelin' godly
I'm overly cheatin' with my side piece, yeah
Bitch ain't gon' check me, can't
Finesse me, can't dress me, just sex me
Don't be runnin' up when we be out in public
I ain't with all that, just text me
Hollow young niggas lay you down for nothin'
'Cause your murder rap to impress me
It don't take that much, just gotta press a
Button, I'm slidin' on you for the next week
'Member mama sayin' not to go outside
It's a homicide on the next street
I don't body count when a thug die, they rather see a nigga six feet
Dropped the number, lil' one showin' love now
Why you do that, Jeremy? 'Cause the bricks cheap
I can't peep game, see the bitch cheek
I can't peep game, niggas ain't street