Paroles de la chanson I Can par Blaatina

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Paroles de la chanson I Can par Blaatina

I do what I want, you do what you can
I just want this money, I don't want your mans
Fuck hair ties, I want rubber bands
I'm having big dreams and I got big plans
Keep it a hundred, keep it a band
Only real niggas gon' know what I'm sayin'
Fuck what you talkin', you know I ain't playin'
You know I ain't playin'

What are you sayin'? you're not talkin' bags
Broke with designer, you goin' out sad
He hopped in my DM's, don't know why you mad
You not 'bout that life so why do you brag?
You not havin' shit so why are you flexin'?
You don't even bang so who are you pressin'?
You don't want no pressure, I'm not even stressin'

Sick of you hoes, don't sneeze but I'm blessing
Please don't hit my phone if it ain't about a check
Who you thought you was? you ain't gettin' no respect
You niggas dick ride like you ridin' on a jet
Yo no [?] dinero, do you not comprehend
If you fuckin' with the enemy then we can not be friends
There is only one of me, you hoes be actin' like some twins
You need to worry 'bout your bag, why you worried 'bout them?
I'm here to hand you all this L 'cause I'm takin' all the wins
Smokin' big woods, you might just choke
You invisible to me, I ain't talking no cloak
Steppin' on your neck, I'm coming for your throat

For the opps in all black, you know I'm gon' scope
Schooling all you bitches, y'all need to take notes
I'm a yes bitch, you lookin' like a nope
Cook your niggas on the grill, do you really want smoke?
And if you sneak dissin' all my hitters on go
I already came in first, I don't see no competition
You talkin' all that shit, you might just end up missin'
How you claimin' that you real but you actin' like a fraud?
Say you bookin' all these shows, I ain't hearin' no applause
Ain't got time for all the playing, leave you hoes on pause

Ten toes down, I ain't never gon' fall
All my hitters on go, you know they gon' blow
I'm makin' all the bread so you know I got the dough

I do what I want, you do what you can
I just want this money, I don't want your mans
Fuck hair ties, I want rubber bands
I'm having big dreams and I got big plans
Keep it a hundred, keep it a band
Only real niggas gon' know what I'm sayin'
Fuck what you talkin', you know I ain't playin'
You know I ain't playin'

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