[Pre-Chorus: LightSkinKeisha]
Whole- whole bunch of niggas tryna holler, but it still ain't you, yeah (But it still ain't you, nah)
Whole bunch of niggas tryna fuck, but I still can't do (Nope, never, no)
Weed so fire, hit it once and I still can't move, yeah (Still can't move, nah)
Whole bunch of options in the phone and I still can't choose (Mhm)
[Chorus: LightSkinKeisha]
Yeah, still can't do (Can't)
Brand new money, everything new (Get a bag)
YSL bag, YSL shoe
Cash all blue, big money, boo
New paper tag (Drip), brand new coupe (Drip)
Looking at the star that you're standing next to (Yeah)
Game on lock (Uh huh) and I can't let loose
Really want it all and I'm taking it, too (Mhm, mhm)
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
Just can't do, yeah, ooh, ooh
Just can't do, look
[Verse 1: LightSkinKeisha]
They overlook me now they wanna book me (Yeah, yeah)
We came through and took it and ran up them cookies (Ran up them cookies)
Wig come from Germany, bag come from Italy (Bag come from Italy)
I'm from Atlanta (Yeah), my backwood is Russian (Period)
Repping that zone six, we came with our own shit
We ran up them bands like we playing percussion
Ain't no discussion, no money, no nothing (Nah)
Bodies too fitted, it's cupping that muffin
Touch it, you busted, I'm fucking up something
Chasing that bag, tryna run up the budget (Yeah)
Period, uh, nail check, clear
Diamond, my finger tip
Venus, Serena shit
Woke up, I'm dreaming it (Uh)
Drip on the stage, got the crowd and they screaming it (Screaming it)
Sell out arenas, well, wait till you see this shit (Wait)
He wanna call, but I can't even meet with him (No)
He wanna ball, tryna come put a ring on it
Download my music and all got 'em streaming it
He wanna fuck and make love like he meaning it
I told him come to mall I'm in Neimans
Still can't do (Can't do)
Whole- whole bunch of niggas tryna holler, but it still ain't you, yeah (But it still ain't you, nah)
Whole bunch of niggas tryna fuck, but I still can't do (Nope, never, no)
Weed so fire, hit it once and I still can't move, yeah (Still can't move, nah)
Whole bunch of options in the phone and I still can't choose (Mhm)
[Chorus: LightSkinKeisha]
Yeah, still can't do (Can't)
Brand new money, everything new (Get a bag)
YSL bag, YSL shoe
Cash all blue, big money, boo
New paper tag (Drip), brand new coupe (Drip)
Looking at the star that you're standing next to (Yeah)
Game on lock (Uh huh) and I can't let loose
Really want it all and I'm taking it, too (Mhm, mhm)
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
Just can't do, yeah, ooh, ooh
Just can't do, look
[Verse 1: LightSkinKeisha]
They overlook me now they wanna book me (Yeah, yeah)
We came through and took it and ran up them cookies (Ran up them cookies)
Wig come from Germany, bag come from Italy (Bag come from Italy)
I'm from Atlanta (Yeah), my backwood is Russian (Period)
Repping that zone six, we came with our own shit
We ran up them bands like we playing percussion
Ain't no discussion, no money, no nothing (Nah)
Bodies too fitted, it's cupping that muffin
Touch it, you busted, I'm fucking up something
Chasing that bag, tryna run up the budget (Yeah)
Period, uh, nail check, clear
Diamond, my finger tip
Venus, Serena shit
Woke up, I'm dreaming it (Uh)
Drip on the stage, got the crowd and they screaming it (Screaming it)
Sell out arenas, well, wait till you see this shit (Wait)
He wanna call, but I can't even meet with him (No)
He wanna ball, tryna come put a ring on it
Download my music and all got 'em streaming it
He wanna fuck and make love like he meaning it
I told him come to mall I'm in Neimans
Still can't do (Can't do)
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