Cant Stand It by Bizzie Gambino Lyrics
[Intro]
Like whatever I do they come after me
Yeah, yeah
DeeMarc got the heat, ho
They gon' slide wit' me (slide wit' me)
They gon' ride wit' me (ride wit' me)
Like whatever I do nigga
Like whatever I do nigga
Like whatever I do nigga (whatever I do nigga)
[Pre-Chorus]
Like whatever I do they come after me
My young nigga [?] ain't no athletes
If you wait on my fall you can have a sеat
I'ma give it my all 'til they casket mе
They givin' up on me thought I had fell off
Take a loss, bounce back, I'ma big dog
Choppin' the steppers [?]
Now they on my dick they won't get off
[Chorus]
That fake shit I can't stand it
Tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband
That fake shit I can't stand it
That tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
[Verse 1]
I'm takin' risk after risk
Told my son that the mil' you gon' miss
Know some niggas that treat me like blood
See it's crazy 'cause them niggas crips
I can't fall, I can't trip off a bitch
Where was y'all I was down on my dick?
For the niggas that love to sneak diss
Get a chair I ain't standin' on shit
Got one foot on the gas, other foot on they neck
All the hate ain't gon' stop me from chasin' a check
I'm the type take yo' new bitch and make her my ex
Not fan of that ra-ra I'm not into that
If it's not 'bout a dollar, leave me where I'm at
If it ain't nothin' real don't compare me to that
Told my momma I got it, she told me I'm blessed
[?](i> DeMarc got the heat, ho
They probably wanna be me (Can't be me)
But I'm really nothin' like them (Oh nah)
Fall in love when I look in the mirror
I love all of my hoes like a pimp
My lil' hittas they love to play ball
Like whats these [?]
If your bitch keep on shootin' her shot
I'ma work that pussy up like a dam
I cannot hang with no goofy or [?] lil' nigga, my best friend my son
Everyone wit' me silent, they won't think about it, my circle nothin' but day ones
Yeah they know I'ma monsta but if they hear that it's a problem they still gon' come
And you bitch niggas still gon' run
[?] got my heart so numb ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
[Pre-Chorus]
Like whatever I do they come after me
My young nigga [?] ain't no athletes
If you wait on my fall you can have a seat
I'ma give it my all 'til they casket me
They givin' up on me thought I had fell off
Take a loss, bounce back, I'ma big dog
Choppin' the steppers [?]
Now they on my dick they won't get off
[Chorus]
That fake shit I can't stand it
Tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband
That fake shit I can't stand it
That tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
[Verse 2]
I heard somebody say I had fell off, only time I'ma fall if I slip on this salt
Take a loss and bounce back that's what you call a boss
Got your bitch on my dick ain't no gettin' her off
Paper route bitch I should sign [?]
Shootin' myself, I ain't makin' no calls
They pray on my third season want me to fall
Shaving cream to the head, bitch I gotta ball
Gettin' tired from the [?] floor, got a lil' money I want a lot more
Chasin' like [?], big [?], all a sudden they need me
When I was down shoulda seen how they treat me
I'm still in the trap shit like a four season
Stay in my lane, but just give me a reason
To schedule your wake, 'cause you obviously sleepin'
Pull up on your block, make a mess we gon' clean it
Heart colder than an igloo, that's all I'm sayin'
I Just got PS4 and gave it to my niece, in other words I ain't playin'
I'on't give a fuck 'bout where you from
I just give two fucks what you sayin'
Attach this sweet potato on this .40 Glock, you won't hear it 'til this bitch say damn
'Fore you try to be me, just recognize, the typa nigga I am
See we got different views, different lifestyles, I'm sorry but there no chance
Put your money over these hoes, and get these niggas outta yo' plans
That's just a couple steps to get you closer to bein' the nigga I am ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
[Pre-Chorus]
Like whatever I do they come after me
My young nigga [?] ain't no athletes
If you wait on my fall you can have a seat
I'ma give it my all 'til they casket me
They givin' up on me thought I had fell off
Take a loss, bounce back, I'ma big dog
Choppin' the steppers [?]
Now they on my dick they won't get off
[Chorus]
That fake shit I can't stand it
Tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband
That fake shit I can't stand it
That tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband it, yeah( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
Like whatever I do they come after me
Yeah, yeah
DeeMarc got the heat, ho
They gon' slide wit' me (slide wit' me)
They gon' ride wit' me (ride wit' me)
Like whatever I do nigga
Like whatever I do nigga
Like whatever I do nigga (whatever I do nigga)
[Pre-Chorus]
Like whatever I do they come after me
My young nigga [?] ain't no athletes
If you wait on my fall you can have a sеat
I'ma give it my all 'til they casket mе
They givin' up on me thought I had fell off
Take a loss, bounce back, I'ma big dog
Choppin' the steppers [?]
Now they on my dick they won't get off
[Chorus]
That fake shit I can't stand it
Tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband
That fake shit I can't stand it
That tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
[Verse 1]
I'm takin' risk after risk
Told my son that the mil' you gon' miss
Know some niggas that treat me like blood
See it's crazy 'cause them niggas crips
I can't fall, I can't trip off a bitch
Where was y'all I was down on my dick?
For the niggas that love to sneak diss
Get a chair I ain't standin' on shit
Got one foot on the gas, other foot on they neck
All the hate ain't gon' stop me from chasin' a check
I'm the type take yo' new bitch and make her my ex
Not fan of that ra-ra I'm not into that
If it's not 'bout a dollar, leave me where I'm at
If it ain't nothin' real don't compare me to that
Told my momma I got it, she told me I'm blessed
[?](i> DeMarc got the heat, ho
They probably wanna be me (Can't be me)
But I'm really nothin' like them (Oh nah)
Fall in love when I look in the mirror
I love all of my hoes like a pimp
My lil' hittas they love to play ball
Like whats these [?]
If your bitch keep on shootin' her shot
I'ma work that pussy up like a dam
I cannot hang with no goofy or [?] lil' nigga, my best friend my son
Everyone wit' me silent, they won't think about it, my circle nothin' but day ones
Yeah they know I'ma monsta but if they hear that it's a problem they still gon' come
And you bitch niggas still gon' run
[?] got my heart so numb ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
[Pre-Chorus]
Like whatever I do they come after me
My young nigga [?] ain't no athletes
If you wait on my fall you can have a seat
I'ma give it my all 'til they casket me
They givin' up on me thought I had fell off
Take a loss, bounce back, I'ma big dog
Choppin' the steppers [?]
Now they on my dick they won't get off
[Chorus]
That fake shit I can't stand it
Tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband
That fake shit I can't stand it
That tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
[Verse 2]
I heard somebody say I had fell off, only time I'ma fall if I slip on this salt
Take a loss and bounce back that's what you call a boss
Got your bitch on my dick ain't no gettin' her off
Paper route bitch I should sign [?]
Shootin' myself, I ain't makin' no calls
They pray on my third season want me to fall
Shaving cream to the head, bitch I gotta ball
Gettin' tired from the [?] floor, got a lil' money I want a lot more
Chasin' like [?], big [?], all a sudden they need me
When I was down shoulda seen how they treat me
I'm still in the trap shit like a four season
Stay in my lane, but just give me a reason
To schedule your wake, 'cause you obviously sleepin'
Pull up on your block, make a mess we gon' clean it
Heart colder than an igloo, that's all I'm sayin'
I Just got PS4 and gave it to my niece, in other words I ain't playin'
I'on't give a fuck 'bout where you from
I just give two fucks what you sayin'
Attach this sweet potato on this .40 Glock, you won't hear it 'til this bitch say damn
'Fore you try to be me, just recognize, the typa nigga I am
See we got different views, different lifestyles, I'm sorry but there no chance
Put your money over these hoes, and get these niggas outta yo' plans
That's just a couple steps to get you closer to bein' the nigga I am ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
[Pre-Chorus]
Like whatever I do they come after me
My young nigga [?] ain't no athletes
If you wait on my fall you can have a seat
I'ma give it my all 'til they casket me
They givin' up on me thought I had fell off
Take a loss, bounce back, I'ma big dog
Choppin' the steppers [?]
Now they on my dick they won't get off
[Chorus]
That fake shit I can't stand it
Tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband
That fake shit I can't stand it
That tough shit'll get yo' mans hit
Everyday take a feelin' these chances
Run it up, put it up, rubberband it, yeah( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)