Can’t sit with us [interlude] lyrics
by Young Taylor
(Hook):
Got some bad b*tches in my room
They mad pretty and rude
The blue Bugatti go zoom
Can’t sit with us, you assume
(X1) (Now bounce, now bounce. My b*tches ball, no rebound )
(Verse 1):
Tongue out, ass fat while these n*ggas watch me twerk
Take me to a island, like Caicos and turks
Ex say “f*ck the b*tch”, but I’m on his T-shirt
These birds don’t get bread, thats why you hear these chirps
He hurt,cuz I left that n*gga on read
In the game, you benched, here’s a wet rag
She hurt, what we had they never had
Or is it cause her n*gga giving me head?
Somebody remind me to cop the gold peice
Tell’em shave his beard, cause I’m the goatee
I’m the goat, See! That’s how it goes, see!
Speeding in the ghini, Greenlight, Go See!
(Hook):
Got some bad b*tches in my room
They mad pretty and rude
The blue Bugatti go zoom
Can’t sit with us, you assume
(X1) (Now bounce, now bounce. My b*tches ball, no rebound )