Can't Get Enough (Explicit)

I can’t get enough tell that b***h to run it uo ay

B***h I‘m in the game I can’t be no runner up ay

B***hes hatin’ on me I don’t really give a f**k ay

Did this independent you know this s**t wasn’t luck ay ay

Is that yo’man in my dm

I see the message but I act like I don’t see ‘em oooh

I do this s**h yeah am to the pm all day b***h

This for my b***hes getting money we don’t need ‘em ay

B***h I’m independent huh

Split the bag with myself

Wanna book me for a show then leave the bag on the shelf

Doing donuts at the bank I bet you’re a*s need some help

Hatin on me wanna be me then you askin for help

Don’t hit my line b***h

I ain’t got time b***h

But you can throw it in reverse cause you fine ay

Don’t want tow cents b***h here’s a dime

Pull up in a green lambo I call that s**t lemon lime

I like my money real green like some pesto

B***hes know my flows stay sick like a strep throat

Actin outta pocket you could wind up on my death note

Only b***hes you could ever get be at the petco

Let’s go

Why you ridin dick like the metro

Ignorance is bliss you been fake from the get go

Master of my class fly my a*s out to Freson

Used to count me out now they love me like the best smoke

We can’t get enough it’s something in the air

You wanna see my vision come see throush these cartier’s

We put blood and sweat into this so you can’t compare

It took too long for me to make this verse but now it’s here

Wintertime all the time that’s my favorite season

We gon ride do or die we don’t need a reason

If you f**king with my team you best believe you bleeding

Milli smoke do the most f**k what you belivev in

She want it I got it I’m movin in silence

My novements hypnotic all you b***hes pocket watchin

Don’t use me for gossip it’s louis it’s prada

She calling me papa smoking gas like we some rastas

I just bought a stripper I was getting’ bored

I ain’t even pay her she just let me score

Honestly to me that b***hwas like a 6

But she look like a goddess standin next to yours

Engine roars ain’t nobody beat me off the jump

Then I’m switching riding shotty cause they need me on the gun

People talkin s**t about me but that shitll make me rich

So when you’er finished with my dick

Keep my name up on your tongue make a milli offa ABC

Now they finally onto me she told me she own the D

I said focus on the D homie please

You don’t even own a f**kin zone of w**d

I talk to the piggies with a pound on me and no febreeze

I just ate a plate and yall ain’t half as hungry

I don’t grab a b***h the way I grab the money

Wanna lose a finger try and grab it from me

Stand up kiddo that’s the only way I’m actin’ funny

Easily offended that’s a f***t to me

One word now I’m hated by like half the country

And f**k all of y’all gay or straight my homies love me

Plus I’m paid as f**k and I don’t ask for nothing

I can’t get enough tell that b***h to run it uo ay

B***h I‘m in the game I can’t be no runner up ay

B***hes hatin’ on me I don’t really give a f**k ay

Did this independent you know this s**t wasn’t luck ay ay