Icewear Vezzo - They Can’t FWM lyrics

[Icewear Vezzo - They Can’t FWM lyrics]

Yeah yeah yeah (Cashout, what it do do do?)
Ooh ooh, wee
Hmm phew, phew, huh
Iced Out Records

I been turnt, geeked for like two days
So I can't say much
She gon' let me fuck 'cause on the way, ho
I can't pay nothin'
I just bought two Richard's and one chain
Cost like eight some' switchin' lanes
I be state-to-state just like Salomon
A stick on me, bitch, I got that tool
I'm tryna fix some'
Gang members, don't call me big bro
I ain't your big brother
On the road, finna catch some plays
It's like I'm hitchhiking
He switchin' sides, get that boy some shoes
'cause they be flip-floppin'
Baby, chop up, hangin' in my tent, no
I got big joggins jury dancin'
They pull out thеy phone
Just like I'm TikTokin
She a frеaky, I pull down my pants
She suck the lint off me
Hit her on the call, she
Got good brain, yeah, that's a big noggin
Just for me to walk in and show my chain
I need a fifty (Fifty)
We got yellow wiggin', Bobby Brown
Knew we're dissin'
I like four leachers, four old neekers, yeah
That's Niki (Niki)
A show as soon shoot 'em
College girl gon' show them titties
(Phew, titties)

Hmm, yeah, they can't fuck with me
(They can't fuck with me)
Hmm, yeah, they can't fuck with me
(Not at all)
Huh, what, they can't fuck with me
(Ooh, fuck with me)
Phew, bitch, they can't fuck with me
(They can't fuck with me)

Money, cars, and hoes, cash and clothes
A lot of Wock' pints in the Uris geekin'
I just threw up at the stop light
You know you want my chain, you
Reach for that, we throwin' shots, right
Why you postin' poles all on the
'net? 'Cause you the cop type
Light skin, let her eat the meat up
Look like BIA (BIA)
Marry cake ass, not Tamera, oh, that's Tia
Huh? Kinda dog shit
Back of the Maybach with my feet up
Flexin' type, lovin' basketball, she
Just got 'Dida, huh
On a private jet, smokin' 'Woods
Just rolled a P up told them fuck boys hang
Up they jerseys, nigga, we up
I be walkin' shit all on my songs
Fuck the beat up
I left fifty thousand fly in Truth
That shit expensive (Shit expensive)

Phew, mmm, yeah, they can't fuck with me
(They can't fuck with me
They can't fuck with me)
Hmm, yeah, they can't fuck with me
(They can't fuck with me, fuck with me)
Huh, what, they can't fuck with me
(Not at all)
Phew, bitch, they can't fuck with me
(They can't fuck with me
They can't fuck with me)

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