Can’t Hang lyrics

[Verse 1: FMB DZ]
b*tch you heard about me, I'm the big man
I sell pills, but I'm looking like the brick man
I'm bout to pull up on shh, that's the hit man
That [?] pulled up and told her get in
She love everything I do, I be geekin
[?] put my [?] on a mission
Play your position
f*ck around and end up missing
Not to mention
Them boys pull up, they ain't missing
Better duck, cause they don't give a motherf*ck
Setting n*ggas up
[?] beef with us
I'm [?] n*gga
Every n*gga with me [?]
We drive fast trucks
Put 30's in the [?]

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Wrong move n*gga [?]
[?] now it's diamonds in my bust
This di*k, yeah your b*tch can't get enough
If n*ggas ain't cut, then you can't hang with us
b*tch
Yeah you can't hang with us
Yeah
Yeah you can't hang with us
This di*k, yeah your b*tch can't get enough
If n*ggas ain't cut, then you can't hang with us
b*tch
[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
[?] cookies, me and DZ
All up in your b*tch pus*y, I go knee deep
Red bottoms all on myine and my b*tch feet
Sliding down your block with that chopper, and get [?]
How you a thug [?] PC
In the Coupe with 2 Glocks, I'm 3D
On the road with them packs, I don't ship pees
Speaking on [?] coming at you [?]
I'm like Shaq in this b*tch, I'm the big man
[?] then I switch hands
[?] got a n*gga stuck like I'm in quicksand
Big Glocks, no stocks, I'm the stick man
b*tch

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Wrong move n*gga [?]
[?] now it's diamonds in my bust
This di*k, yeah your b*tch can't get enough
If n*ggas ain't cut, then you can't hang with us
b*tch
Yeah you can't hang with us
Yeah
Yeah you can't hang with us
This di*k, yeah your b*tch can't get enough
If n*ggas ain't cut, then you can't hang with us
b*tch
Wrong move n*gga [?]
[?] now it's diamonds in my bust
This di*k, your b*tch can't get enough
If n*ggas ain't cut, then you can't hang with us
b*tch
Yeah you can't hang with us
Yeah
Yeah you can't hang with us
This di*k, yeah your b*tch can't get enough
If n*ggas ain't cut, then you can't hang with us
b*tch