Can't Go For That (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Lil Duval) - 2 Chainz & Wiz Khalifa

Skrrt, skrrt, yeah Surf, surf (surf) I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin', wishin' on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, girl, you know you're my lil' favorite Lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Lil' favorite, lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Yeah, I can't trust no one so I be on my lonely She say I fuck around, that's why she keep ignoring me You tyin' up my line, but baby, that's the old me I'm dealin' with a lot, this liquor keep on pouring I beat a case, they tried to make me do the whole thing So when you say you love me, girl, you gotta show me I'm done with chasin' love, I'm fuckin' with you only I'm tryna make it so I'm down and up your homie I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin', wishin' on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, girl, you know you're my lil' favorite Lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Lil' favorite, lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Yeah, said I fuck around, I swear that's what she told me All she wanna do is lay up and on me Got a bag, then we blew it all together Got a bag, then we ran up that Margiela Put lil' shawty in a pearl and diamond necklace Got a Porsche and I dri-ive reckless (skrrt) I'm done with chasin' love, I'm fuckin' with you only I'm tryna make it so I'm down and up your homie I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin', wishin' on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, girl, you know you're my lil' favorite Lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Lil' favorite, lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Ooh, Louis on her belt, never leave her by herself Ooh, diamonds too damn cold, they'll never melt (bling blaow) Playin' Speaker Knockerz on my lonely (skrrt skrrt) She my lil' favorite, that's my homie (yuh) Bands in my pocket, yeah you know I got it (yuh) That's my lil' favorite bih, don't stop it (ooh) She be rockin' Prada with Balenciaga (sauce) Pull up in that foreign playin' Lady Gaga (skrrt skrrt) I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin', wishin' on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, girl, you know you're my lil' favorite Lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Lil' favorite, lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Skrrt, skrrt

Yeah, I'm bangin' red, but my beat came from Bloublood Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Fuckin' on a bankroll, yeah, that's my thot Caught me a play and went and bust my watch Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Yeah, we clean the block up, I heard you need a watch Ten millimeter, yeah, the Glock get popped I kicked the hoe out, she was trippin' in the spot Damn, the bitch better watch her mouth Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop I just want me some paper So tired of these niggas, they beggin', beggin', wantin' favors Dripped in designer, I'm drippin' Chanel for real, bitch, check the label Your favorite rapper don't wanna see me in the booth, I give 'em hell, yeah Play with the gang, we lacin' up all the boots, we finna step on ya (skrrt) Pull up in a Lam', excuse me, yeah, skrrt-skrrt (skrrt-skrrt) I'ma keep it real like it should be (skrrt) I wanna see who love me We hoppin' out of coupes Hoppin' out the big B Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Fuckin' on a bankroll, yeah, that's my thot Caught me a play and went and bust my watch Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Yeah, we clean the block up, I heard you need a wash Ten millimeter, yeah, the Glock get popped I kicked the hoe out, she was trippin' in the spot Damn, the bitch better watch her mouth Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop We was in the drop-top, Porsche drop-top Walk in and I made your bitch heart stop Told her, "You gon' suck it or not?" She know Dolla 100-percent, straight drop I done made some bags off K-pop I done went and linked up with Lil Keed Pull up in the Lambo' with no keys (skrrt) I could tell you how to get rich like me You gon' need more consistency And the pool infinity No resort, but I got all the amenities Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Fuckin' on a bankroll, yeah, that's my thot Caught me a play and went and bust my watch Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Yeah, we clean the block up, I heard you need a wash Ten millimeter, yeah, the Glock get popped I kicked the hoe out, she was trippin' in the spot Damn, the bitch better watch her mouth Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop

Oh, oh, yeah (Damn, James) (Off to Neverland) Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign (ooh-yeah) I was deep, I was deep in it She see the stars, she see the stars in I got a freak, I got a freak, yeah I had to park, had to park my, park my Say that man a broke boy, I'm the opposite (opposite) Staring in the mirror, she a narcissist (narcissist) I got hitters with me, they like popping shit (popping shit) I got red bottoms with the ostrich Getting toppy in the dawn I'm on my boss shit, told that hoe don't gossip Maybach getting top in the dawn Yeah, I'm on my boss shit, told that bitch don't gossip, yeah I was laid back getting neck in the double R (oh, yeah) Laid back getting neck in the double R (na-na) Laid back getting neck in the double R (oh, yeah) I was laid back getting neck in the double R, yeah (na-na) She said she want a rockstar (double R), yeah She wanna be a popstar (double R), yeah Folded in the double R (double R), yeah Rich sex in the double R Do the dash in that Lamb', got her busting on my seats Get my pass out the mail, I don't usually wear a crease Caught a case, I got my gun still, I got a high speed You won't catch a nigga broke if he standing by me I done fucked majority of the models off of IG And I need some Percocets, yes, just like caffeine I done took a fuckin' jet, I ain't bring an ID She ain't fuck-you-when-she-met-you type, she can't come 'round me Prada shoes 'cause she proud of me ('cause she proud) Lot of blues like I'm banging C (lot of blues 'cause I'm banging Crip) Blow my phone up getting head, I let it ring (let it ring) Baguette daddy, baguette the wedding ring Gotta go and chase a check, bitch that is my job I be laughing to the bank, all blues, haha Give you head (nah-nah), give you bread (nah, nah) See, I don't do that in my car Laid back getting neck in the double R (oh, yeah) Laid back getting neck in the double R (na-na) Laid back getting neck in the double R (oh, yeah) I was laid back getting neck in the double R, yeah (na-na) She said she want a rockstar (double R), yeah She wanna be a popstar (double R), yeah Folded in the double R (double R), yeah Rich sex in the double R (ooh, yeah) (Double R) (Double R) (Double R) Ooh, yeah

Check me out now Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow Diamonds talking back, they say "fuck y'all" Rock Givenchy shoes like they All-Star Say you turned 'em down it'd be old, dawg Known to light it all like the ball park Crib the same size as the Walmart Yard so big I got a golf cart Diamonds on me shining when you see 'em, boom bing Diamonds on me shining when it's DM, boom bing bing Diamonds on me dancing like it's Breezy over Eazy I can buy a hundred easy, I just got a call from Jeezy I count money too, I'm sleepy, ink on my body, graffiti And you know I come from CP Can't fuck no bitch with no VD, nah Diamonds on me going bing bing bing bing Diamonds on me doing their damn thing thing thing thing Known to get head while the car park Diamonds talking back, they say "fuck "y'all" Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow Diamonds talking back, they say, "Fuck 'yall" Walk in to the VIP and yell, "Touchdown!" Ain't wore the same shoes the whole month now I am so high she told me come down I'm like how, sip a loud, gun go pow Mr. Chow, bling bling blow, bitches bow Bitches bi, they liking girls and guys Ill advised, got the Rollie winterized When I die bury me beside the Cuban links 2 Chainz, a lot of Z's 'cause you niggas sleep Pinky ring ping, index finger ping, middle finger ping Whole lot of rings, whole lot of watches Watches being ostrich, neck, wrist, faucets Chain show 'em options Rings so big you could go boxing Diamonds talking back, yours ain't saying nothing Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow

I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane I just call her boo I think her name is Shawna What i really know bout the girl that drive the Honda. I just call her boo I think her name is isha, might be Tasha might even be Keisha. All i really know her baby daddy wanna feature And when they ran up on me she damn near had a seizure See i just call her boo I think her name is Ana I met her in Miami, she say she from Atlanta I just call her boo and she finish school And she like to drink and like to smoke my reefer too See i just call her boo I think her name was Tonya I know she from Decatur, she got a stupid onion I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane Shawty stupid dumb thick i just call her red Now that i think about it maybe i should call ahead She got that super fire i cant even lie She like a water park she aint never dry And i just call her bae and she just call me gotti Don't need no relationship we just fuckin shock She got her own bread shawty school me in a drop Her mama on some day curls her brother got them blocks And she a college girl sophomore i hit her in the dorm On the hard floor she got her shit together so i respect her more So if she ask me for some money she is not a whore I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane I hate lame niggas so this a hate crime Rich niggas shit up on em a gang sign Gotta glock 40 in my waist line Just bought a new crib by the lake side What is life like its love and i love my girl Show up life a big spenda im tryna fuck the world Yeah fuck em girl you aint gotta go back Call em tell em that yo pussy got kidnapped And she layin with her forehead on my six pack Yeah we got something in common we like big stacks Yeah i know her name but i like to call her boo You shoulda put a chirp on her so she wouldn't move I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane

Toni! Got a million dollars in my memory bank I can get some money, I don't even think Ahh! Goddamn, bro you ill (8...) Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you Toni like to drink, Toni like to smoke Toni like to wear a diamond chain inside his coat Toni got the stove with the Pyrex and the fork Toni like to mix the Arm & Hammer with the coke Toni never care, Toni like to pay it Niggas just to pull up on your set and bust your head Toni used to buy the lean by the fuckin' keg Toni used to use a triple beam like a fridge "You don't eat, you don't sleep", that's what Toni said Toni said before he buy it, he gon' have to wear it Toni 'bout to turn you into prey and bow his head Toni gotta own it, Toni take it to the head Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you Toni motivate, Toni know they hatin' Toni put the deuces on foreign roller skates Toni used the same stove for the turkey baking Toni seen the same hoes out there booty shakin' Toni got connects, Toni rock Pateks Gucci know if Toni don't get it first then that's a threat Toni know he raw, Toni at they neck Toni goin' hard, Toni momma named Jeanette Toni from the block, Toni got respect Toni starin' at her, I think Toni want that bitch Toni from the 'partment, the shadow of the bricks Toni got his girl a double deuce, he got a stick Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you

It's that moon rock shit You gotta mix this with some regular OG Cuz this shit be burnin' crazy Cum in a bitch and I go crazy Spend all these racks and I go crazy Leave out the parking lot doin' a 180 This how the lord made me Drop the top and start sun bathing Put her on a treadmill and then I make her run naked Got all my side hoes frustrated This the life I waited on Seen a bitch from school, gave her number to a payphone I don't know what you been waiting on All that I know is that I been waiting long I ain't waiting to get no lone Provolone on top of provolone Mobile phone on top of mobile phone I don't know what you niggas smokin' on Pull my closet got a OS tell Mobile home on top of mobile home I go to sleep with a rollie on I start my car with remote control Get so much pussy I go to sleep with a condom on Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck I'm the king of the city I don't take a trip unless I got a bitch with me I pull up wit pounds or I got a zip in me You don't want no problems, my guys so don't tempt me My niggas go bap bap bap bap till it's empty Fuck 2 every night in 5 days that's a 10 piece My bitch that I'm with that's a 10 piece I'm pourin' that gin in a simply You niggas so fake need assembly I'm smokin' weed, fuck the penalty Ridin' round in a old school, with 2 hoes and little old me Fuck I'ma do wit this money But walk in the club and start stuntin' Push all my old bitches buttons Came up from nothin' to something Tell her take the stick, don't run from me There's some for you, there's some for me So if we have this 3 some, make sure you cum for me All that bullshit is up under me Smokin' gas ain't no tumble weed All of this cash that's another thing Black and yellow like a bumblebee Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a milli So went and got me a milli Now I want me a billi I don't think I have a ceiling I can come thru with no ceiling I give a fuck how you feeling I can tell you how you lookin' Nigga you ain't used to winnin' Had the chickens missing winters In Miami, Mr. Winner Ran a 14 for breakfast, prime 112 for dinner Maison Margiela killer Got a heart of a killer Take the pussy, I'll kill it What up Tip? What up Killa? Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it