I Can’t Get Enough

Lyrics

[Chorus] VV my wrist, I put points on my neck Come with that neck 'cause that pussy not nan' Can't get enough flexin', let's pop through them bands Perc pill popper, got the trap on Xans Bitch got a job, pussy poppin' for them bands Pussy start poppin' when I pop through them bands Rubber band keep on poppin' (pop) Real shit, no, I damn sure ain't get enough money (real shit though) I damn sure ain't get enough pussy Shit, I damn sure ain't get enough head, shit Damn sure ain't get enough flexing, shit Look at them pointers, look at them baguettes I can't get enough, I can't get enough I can't get enough pussy I can't get enough, nah [Verse 1] Mr. Blue Benjamin, stackin' the chips to infinity Crip blue the seats in the Lamborghini I got the box, make that bitch Houdini (Voil�) We hit with the Stanley Steamer Put that dope in the pot, made that bitch a Bimmer Pussy poppin' for papi, she Aquafina When I whip with the wrist, I whip up Katrina, who that is? Ice'd out my teeth like I'm Mike Jones I don't even talk with the lights on Pointers on baguette, got VV's on VV's Fuck that lil' bitch, I want RiRi's on TV I step on them GG, my shirt might be DG Balmain my nuts and the Bentley on Gushers I pull up and bust it Sippin' Act' and that Tussionex, yeah I want that giraffe, yeah, I want that neck (neck, that neck) Come with that check I want that photo effect When they through they gon' post him on next 'Fore I fuck her she know I want becky With these bales I'm Boflexing I need hoes in both sections Her baby daddy in the broke section [Chorus] VV my wrist, I put points on my neck Come with that neck 'cause that pussy not nan' Can't get enough flexin', let's pop through them bands Perc pill popper, got the trap on Xans Bitch got a job, pussy poppin' for them bands Pussy start poppin' when I pop through them bands Rubber band keep on poppin' (pop) Real shit, no, I damn sure ain't get enough money (real shit though) I damn sure ain't get enough pussy Shit, I damn sure ain't get enough head, shit Damn sure ain't get enough flexing, shit Look at them pointers, look at them baguettes I can't get enough, I can't get enough I can't get enough pussy I can't get enough, nah [Verse 2] Ain't no bands, he can't come under the rope Broke boy I'm the plug, got the load on banana boat In the club, put the stove on the cantaloupe I serve my aunties and my uncle MC Hammer dope Another homi', he been hit with DC Sniper scopes I make it lock up in the pot, cook it with dish detergent Frank Lucas, watch it cost a bunch of birds Swipe a nigga bitch, she tryna punch the work (ayy mane) Donk pull up, sound like a concert Like a meth brick, ice on my t-shirt Before we fuck, let me see what that mouth work (ayy) Sloppy toppy, hold up stop it, stop it Got 'em coppin' deuces when you pull up poppin' "I can't stop the flexin'" Well let's pop it then 4K TV when I bag it in Zaxby chicken when we sack it up Gucci beanie, this that Donald Duck Them bricks double up, come from overseas Jeffery bag come with the double C's Hold my lil' stamp when I'm in that, uh uh [Chorus] VV my wrist, I put points on my neck Come with that neck 'cause that pussy not nan' Can't get enough flexin', let's pop through them bands Perc pill popper, got the trap on Xans Bitch got a job, pussy poppin' for them bands Pussy start poppin' when I pop through them bands Rubber band keep on poppin' (pop) Real shit, no, I damn sure ain't get enough money (real shit though) I damn sure ain't get enough pussy Shit, I damn sure ain't get enough head, shit Damn sure ain't get enough flexing, shit Look at them pointers, look at them baguettes I can't get enough, I can't get enough I can't get enough pussy I can't get enough, nah