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Can't Fall N Luv Ft. Smooky MarGielaa
HoodRich Pablo Juan
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Yeah, too much ice on me
Got a young nigga froze
Heard they hating on lil' Smooky
But they said they was my bros
All I really know is get them bands on the road
I'm just tryna fuck, can't fall in love with no ho, yeah
Too much ice on me, it got a young nigga froze
I do what I want, I don't follow dress code
Uh, hop up out this 'Rari, two tone AP on froze
All type designer on my body, Gucci head to toe
Heard they hating on lil' Smooky
But they said they was my bros
Pull up foreign, tinted windows
Can't see these bands I'm counting up
Can't see these bands I'm counting up
Fashion Nova jeans cover her thigh
AP my wrist, honeycomb
I'm on the road, ain't coming home
She thick as fuck, she got some thighs on her
Grab on her ass, put pliers on her
I fell in love with styrofoam
I was just fuckin' a redbone
Can you please stop blowin' up my phone?
Girl, I'm way too busy
I just took this trip to Mexico, racks on me, got plenty
Skrrt, watch me skrrt off in this Ghost
New Bentley, ain't no renting
Too much money, I can't even fold
Too much guap, it can't fold
All I really know is get them bands on the road
I'm just tryna fuck, can't fall in love with no ho, yeah
Too much ice on me, it got a young nigga froze
I do what I want, I don't follow dress code
Uh, hop up out this 'Rari, two tone AP on froze
All type designer on my body, Gucci head to toe
Heard they hating on lil' Smooky
But they said they was my bros
Pull up foreign, tinted windows
Can't see these bands I'm counting up
Oh, counting bands, oh
Uh, young, I'm rich as fuck
Uh, in my Lam' truck
Uh, lil' boy can get jumped
Got the semi tucked if he run up
Uh, that boy out of luck
Big racks lift my bank up
Cares 'bout counting up
Damn, shawty bad, and she thick as fuck
She dance, shakin' that ass, I just wanna fuck
I get in my bag, I just be counting it up
All I really know is get them bands on the road
I'm just tryna fuck, can't fall in love with no ho, yeah
Too much ice on me, it got a young nigga froze
I do what I want, I don't follow dress code
Uh, hop up out this 'Rari, two tone AP on froze
All type designer on my body, Gucci head to toe
Heard they hating on lil' Smooky
But they said they was my bros
Pull up foreign, tinted windows
Can't see these bands I'm counting up