Yo Gotti - Can't Do It lyrics

[Hook] My lil' n***as, they always on go, they never on pause I know some n***as committed some murders, ain't none of them solved n***as be talking, be acting like b**hes, I call em RuPaul I got some b**hes I f**, time to time, don't love em at all Having my feelings involved, that's something I can't do Get the p**y no cap, that's something I can't do Leave the house without the strap, that's something I can't do Nah, nah I just can't do it [Moneybagg Yo] I just can't be broke, you gotta have type of hustle bout yaself f** my P.O., I'm sippin plenty lean and smokin propane That's that good smoke That's that good gas, n***a, (What you is?) Just a hood n***a with money I'm in a foreign whip riding dirty It got buyer's tags on it College b**h wit me, can't s** dick Really all she do is gag on it f**ed around and got a ratchet b**h pregnant, I hit her raw man Fresh out the bando, 80 thou that can't fit in these Balmains (Can't fit in my jeans) Ima stack it up and go hard on all these n***as and hating hoes When you in the streets you can't leave the strap, that's apart of your wardobe And I rock expensive attire, after she f** she fired These hoes be slicker than n***as Can't love em, these b**hes 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 [Hook] My lil' n***as, they always on go, they never on pause I know some n***as committed some murders, ain't none of them solved n***as be talking, be acting like b**hes, I call em RuPaul I got some b**hes I f**, time to time, don't love em at all Having my feelings involved, that's something I can't do Get the p**y no cap, that's something I can't do Leave the house without the strap, that's something I can't do Nah, nah I just can't do it [Yo Gotti] Moneybagg, Moneybagg Hold up, let me set the record straight I am the king, ain't got to hate Every n***a around me done ate The rest I k** em, n***as yellow tape And the other n***a is just a mini-me I watched his interviews, don't like his energy Only D'usse, not the Hennessy Ooouuu, pulled up in a half a million dollar car like f** these n***as When you $20 million up, you don't be studying n***as I'm the plug, recruiter A city of shooters RIP to Young Trulla (J-Money) Every mob in my city mobbin' Every n***a in my city robbin' I make fast cash from gla** ba** In the kitchen duffle bag gang, gang Young n***a from the city, got heart dread go bangin Them my lil n***as and them And they'll go hittin them hittin them Them the three letters CMG, they under my leadership And this sh** 2 Federal [Hook] My lil' n***as, they always on go, they never on pause I know some n***as committed some murders, ain't none of them solved n***as be talking, be acting like b**hes, I call em RuPaul I got some b**hes I f**, time to time, don't love em at all Having my feelings involved, that's something I can't do Get the p**y no cap, that's something I can't do Leave the house without the strap, that's something I can't do Nah, nah I just can't do it