Schoolboy Q, Jay Rock - Can’t Do lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Shit was all bad just a week ago, yeah
Woke up the next morning I was on
They can't slow it down now
Where we going next? Sky high
Through the cloud Hiii power tell
Them book a jet
Quick if you know what's best about
To make you lose your breath
And I'm standing on your chest
And I ain't lettin' up
I ain't trying to let you eat and
I ain't trying to wish you luck
You should probably try to get a
Billy share what you ain't enough
See you gotta understand I'm
The motherfucking man, yeah
You're always at the bottom
That's the motherfucking plan, yeah
Record after record
Keep my name up in demand
I ain't trying to be a friend
I ain't trying to shake your hand
You niggas know what's up but
Lemme break it down G
Had that oxycontin popping all
Around your town B
Talking plane after plane, mean
Touch down receiving now will fuck
It, I run it back, back

My nigga's flammable, we all on fire
We all on fire
My nigga's flammable, we all on fire
We all on fire tell me what you can but I
Tell you what you can't do
Touch a hundred grand well that's
Something what you can't do
Say up in the man well that's
Something what you can't do
Another hundred grand well that's something
That you can't do i tell what you can do

Fuck with any nigga in my circle
You square? Swear, you don't compare
Get your shit repaired
Burn up out my underwear, bitch
I dropped thirty on ‘em, kobe LeBronin em
Gripping my balls I'm palmin'
Them, feeling myself
Move around but I'm rewinding them
Talky mouth, we pounding them, media ripped
In 3 in your clamydia burning
You should've learned your lesson
Why would you play with fire
You and your crew can get expired
Nigga you're tired, go to sleep
Got his ass seran wrapped, yeah
Lyrical shraps beating black and
Blue, you nincompoop, 007, glock in my suit
Orange top, orange Chucks, pockets
Hooved up, twist up
Pulled up some screaming we show
We show the promoter too
Still do what I came to do
Bottle after bottle like I got in advance
Went from shittin' in cans to threesomes in
Sedans, it's part of my plan
The moment I feel like I made it
Getting half the bitches that said
I was over rated
Now I'm the latest, call me the
Greatest, one of her favorites, i raised her
She say we famous, this rappin' be do or die
There’s a difference between you and I
Fuck a unity, truancy, bitch
Never here when we was workin' hard but
Won an applaud, stunt a nigga
That take care of you
Should have been abroad
We brought your pussy now bow
Down to the greats
The hardest and human race
Don't make me humiliate, yeah, yeah, yeah
And put the names out there
You best have clear, you're pressed out here
Slide me the weapon, pop your recession
Your valuable lesson

My nigga's flammable, we all on fire
We all on fire
My nigga's flammable, we all on fire
We all on fire tell me what you can but I
Tell you what you can't do
Touch a hundred grand well that's
Something what you can't do
Say up in the man well that's
Something what you can't do
Another hundred grand well that's something
That you can't do i tell what you can do

Clash with these titans
Burners without license
See them B's and them H's, that’s priceless
Q told me, ‘Go brazy’ and brazy
That’s my shit i’m the shit’, she tell me
Sippin' Hennessy with your bitch
Now she say baby be going crazy for the dick
Wow king Kong knock them down, back to back
Ping pong fast lane, fast money
You for the fame you crash dummy
Niggas get beside theyselves
Steppin' outside theyselves
Tell them get a reality check they
Say rock is the best
The shit that smoke the some in the pipe
I'm worser than that
More like a nuclear bomb in the trap
Saddam in the flesh
The effect is like dominos
When we drop niggers falling like Geronimo
Let ‘em suffer, we bring the ruckus
Flow funky like the shit on the shingle
Got your numbers if you yelling bingo
On fire like skillets in Hell’s Kitchen
Get your jewels missing
For starting backwards 12 gauge pump action
We smashing in grand nationals
Kill capital collateral damages
Overcome challenges
Digging your bitch they gonna toss
That hoe to my managers we're scandalous

My nigga's flammable, we all on fire
We all on fire
My nigga's flammable, we all on fire
We all on fire tell me what you can but I
Tell you what you can't do
Touch a hundred grand well that's
Something what you can't do
Say up in the man well that's
Something what you can't do
Another hundred grand well that's something
That you can't do i tell what you can do

Nigga I tell you what you can do nigga
You can't be for my power nigga
Go home nigga work on that week ass mix
Tape, we sellin' mix tapes, yeah
You can't do it nigga, TDE!