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Summrs

Cannot Be Me

 

Cannot Be Me

(album: DEVOTION - 2018)


DiorDaze
Go, go

He going out sad, that cannot be me
He cuffing a nat, that cannot be me
Dior on the beat
And these racks in my jeans
She eating me up like I'm Applebee's
This money fallin'like a apple tree
Hop on this beat, yeah, casually
These Percs be relaxing me
I'm in a M3, ain't no catching me
They tryna get the best of me
She sucking me up, suck the rest of me
That boy wanna feat', boy, invest in me
Damn Summrs

I came with a beam and a vest on me
I was fresh as fuck, just like some zest on me
These hoes tryna molest on me
Bitch, your breath stink, you need some Crest on me
You ask yo' bitch, yeah, I bet she know me
They watching me like a finale
I'm smoking RAW cones up in Cali
And my cup dark like a alley
I'll mark a nigga like a tally
I'ma up this bitch gladly
All these niggas going out sadly
YSL denim, ain't no khaki
I want you badly
Spend the rackies in the ACME
Nutted on her face, it's good for acne
Me and Kankan up in Saks, B
You was supposed to have a ho at the telly but the lil' bitch, she was capping
And I already know that these niggas don't got it, these niggas just rapping
Ayy, yeah, go, go, go
They got me dead, but I'm not suicidal
All my blue friends, they so suicidal
They copy me, yeah, they recycle
These niggas, they be on they cycle
Reading me just like a Bible
And my diamonds dance like they had a recital
Bape on my shirt, I'm fucking with Milo
My pockets ain't low, but I swear I'm still high though

He going out sad, that cannot be me
He cuffing a nat, that cannot be me
Dior on the beat
And these racks in my jeans
She eating me up like I'm Applebee's
This money fallin'like a apple tree
Hop on this beat, yeah, casually
These Percs be relaxing me
I'm in a M3, ain't no catching me
They tryna get the best of me
She sucking me up, suck the rest of me
That boy wanna feat', boy, invest in me

done

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