Can’t Be Your Man lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
f*ck you talmbout, n*gga?
Ayy, Ewell, I don't want no autotune, f*ck all that sh*t, bro (Woo)
[?] (Let's get it)
b*tches be tweaking, b*tches be tripping, man (Gang-gang)
All that sh*t, but b*tches be doing too much, ya know what I'm saying?
Yeah (Skrrt)

[Chorus]
I can't be your man, I'm gon' play you, b*tch
I ain't got no legs, I can't chase you, b*tch
I don't wear no capes, I can't save you, b*tch
You ain't gotta stay, I'm not gon' make you, b*tch
Got this freaky-ass b*tch, she get me super sitchy
Got this bougie-ass b*tch, that lil' b*tch super picky
Let my b*tches roll my weed 'cause that sh*t super sticky (FBG sh*t)
Take my gun everywhere 'cause sh*t be super fishy (FBG, b*tch)

[Verse 1]
Ah, you mad as hell? Well, I'm glad as hell
Your b*tch super ugh, my b*tch bad as hell
On a paper trail and I make it well
Got too many racks, I got racks to sell
If I gave you some money, I want that back as well
If I gave you a pack, I want that pack as well
I was listenin' to your sh*t and that sh*t wack as hell
Want a n*gga to play with me, I'm just gon' crack his shell
Thirsty b*tch all on my line, ho, what you naggin' for, huh?
Told your ass, "Don't post that sh*t," b*tch, what you braggin' for, huh?
Ah, you think it's funny, huh? What you laughin' for?
You not gon' think it's funny when you hear me scratchin' off (Money)
[Chorus]
I can't be your man, I'm gon' play you, b*tch
I ain't got no legs, I can't chase you, b*tch
I don't wear no capes, I can't save you, b*tch
You ain't gotta stay, I'm not gon' make you, b*tch
Got this freaky-ass b*tch, she get me super sitchy
Got this bougie-ass b*tch, that lil' b*tch super picky
Let my b*tches roll my weed 'cause that sh*t super sticky (Yeah, how you coming?)
Take my gun everywhere 'cause sh*t be super fishy (Yeah, yeah, how you coming?)

[Verse 2]
You think you havin', huh? You not havin' nothin'
Not with that cappin' stuff, huh, so don't cap with us, huh
I ain't tryna shake your hand, I'm just gon' dap you up, huh
I was told to get that money and just stack it up, huh
b*tch, I just bought a new— Can't tell you, just know it's fast as f*ck, uh
I might slap the sh*t out my lil' b*tch if she actin' up, huh
Ah, you mad or some'? Probably wanna get smashed or some'
Soon as I'm done smashin' her, she gon' ask for somethin', huh
Why you trippin', b*tch? Talkin' 'bout you love me, I can't fall for that
Fell in love with money and b*tch, I give my all to that
She tried to say I'm the only n*gga, damn near gave me a heart attack
I ain't know what to say to that b*tch, so I responded back— (Money)

[Chorus]
I can't be your man, I'm gon' play you, b*tch
I ain't got no legs, I can't chase you, b*tch
I don't wear no capes, I can't save you, b*tch
You ain't gotta stay, I'm not gon' make you, b*tch
Got this freaky-ass b*tch, she get me super sitchy
Got this bougie-ass b*tch, that lil' b*tch super picky
Let my b*tches roll my weed 'cause that sh*t super sticky
Take my gun everywhere 'cause sh*t be super fishy