I CAN'T TELL (BOTYFREESTYLE #7)

Yeah, yeah, ooh ooh ohh, ooh
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah oh oh, woah oh oh, oh oh
Woah oh oh, Yeah, yeah, yeah

Shawty, I'm used to you, yeah
I can't get you out my head, woah
You want me or these bands, yeah
I can't tell, I can't tell
Aye, walk into Saks, I'm like "Shit, I got options"
Louis or Prada, the fuck am I copping?
Bad bitches, you looking at me or my wallet?
I can't tell, I can't tell

I cannot tell (No, no)
She got bands on bands (Bands on bands)
Got us fake Chanel (Fake Chanel)
Get it on, Prada on Prada, bitch I'm your dada
I be like papa, fake faces everywhere I go
Keep bad advice, they all lost souls
Warren a rookie, and fucking shit up
Sean hit me up, and I'm counting my bucks
This is how I really got no one to trust
You taking L's, oh my god, I get dubs
Too many dubs, but lil' bitch I got hunnids
Too many fake bitches in my function (Yeah, yeah)
Shawty, can't get used to you like that
I'm in L.A. and I'm chilling, like yeah
I'm in L.A. and I'm chilling, like yeah
I'm in L.A. throwing bands on ya

Shawty, I'm used to you, yeah
I can't get you out my head, woah
You want me or these bands, yeah
I can't tell, I can't tell
Aye, walk into Saks, I'm like "Shit I got options"
Louis or Prada, the fuck am I copping?
Bad bitches, you looking at me or my wallet?
I can't tell, I can't tell

I can't tell, woah oh oh oh
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah yeah, yeah