RetcH — I Cannot Go

I cannot go… I cannot go… [Hook] No, I cannot go - I got a son and my youngin He gotta see daddy on TV No, I cannot go - I like my jealous bad bitches Givenchy, new whips and fifties So I cannot go - I got some people to take care of And gang [?] they need me though I cannot go - I gotta make it Think how I’m gonna squeeze her Be dead if you leave me though Mama would fuck me But I got some [?] to pick up On a rustlin’ know I can’t call I did get way too much top ‘Till I fall so I know [?] no no no no I’m on the go I’m doin’ show after show with the bros We just smoke out the our We count the cash on the floor Hundred bands on the floor Need some more so you know I get dough So no no no no [Verse 1] Young nigga do what I wanna New Bentley coupe for the summer Toss up some Q’s to the runner I filled that coupe with the hundreds Jumped out that coupe like money through roof It was accident, niggas they hate ‘cause they stagnant This shit be so tragic I just caught a play with a bad bitch - I like the Bixcotti, I feel like I'm working for NASA Your sheep fell in love with the trapper And burned off a fuckin’ a sack up In two seater, pussy be strapped up I know I can go, tell me I’m up in a mac up Make that lil nigga do backflips You tellin’ your nigga to back up I’m tourin’, I’m runnin’ the racks up the mattress Make bad bitches lap up designer My drink pourin’ a cup You dummy - my niggas gonna act up cause [Hook] No, I cannot go - I got a son and my youngin He gotta see daddy on TV No, I cannot go - I like my jealous bad bitches Givenchy, new whips and fifties So I cannot go - I got some people to take care of And gang [?] they need me though I cannot go - I gotta make it Think how I’m gonna squeeze her Be dead if you leave me though Mama would fuck me But I got some [?] to pick up On a rustlin’ know I can’t call I did get way too much top ‘Till I fall so I know [?] no no no no I’m on the go I’m doin’ show after show with the bros We just smoke out the our We count the cash on the floor Hundred bands on the floor Need some more so you know I get dough So no no no no [Verse 2] We count that cash on the floor Then we stack that shit up to the ceiling I jump out the eight, such a feeling I jump in the ‘reign, such a feeling But [?] so we came in the building My sneakers the cover chameleon I can’t wait to touch me a million I [?] trap with some pigeons [?] killed And my thunder just shot up the speakers We put them Ferraris’ and Beemers’ Designer [?] you see us It’s foreign whips and the sneakers I stepped on the gas in Balencias Squeeze on the clip ‘till it’s empty She sucked on that dick ‘till it’s empty I bought her Ralph Lauren and Givenchy I can’t love no bitch and she left me I told her you may don’t get with me forever So would you get married and still be together cause [Hook] No, I cannot go - I got a son and my youngin He gotta see daddy on TV No, I cannot go - I like my jealous bad bitches Givenchy, new whips and fifties So I cannot go - I got some people to take care of And gang [?] they need me though I cannot go - I gotta make it Think how I’m gonna squeeze her Be dead if you leave me though Mama would fuck me But I got some [?] to pick up On a rustlin’ know I can’t call I did get way too much top ‘Till I fall so I know [?] no no no no I’m on the go I’m doin’ show after show with the bros We just smoke out the our We count the cash on the floor Hundred bands on the floor Need some more so you know I get dough So no no no no