Can’t Take A L

Lyrics

[Intro: YRN Lingo] Yeah Yeah Skrt skrt Yeah, yeah Lingo [Chorus: YRN Lingo] I swear I can't take an L (I can't) I swear I can't take an L (I can't) I swear I can't take an L (I can't) I swear I can't take an L [Verse 1: YRN Lingo] Niggas always wanna know, 'cause niggas always got a plot The block gonna always stay hot, my niggas run up in your spot Fifty hundred gotta split it with him If he talkin' that vest then I gotta hit him Crash him up just like a fender bender I gotta run my check up, I cannot forget him Pinpoint the money like a Google map You cuffin' these bitches, I know you a sap I cannot take an L from you niggas The chopper gon' bring the hell for you niggas Twenty-six on a thirty-four seagull Pocket rocket in my lap when I'm in the Beamer Talkin' that mess, I'ma have to see you You sayin' this but you not about it Shoot a nigga like I'm Steve Kerr Money disappear in a blur Hold up nigga, what you serve? Diamonds so wet you can surf Migo Gang, this is our turf Swervin' in the Lamborghini, man I cannot stop I'm not gonna stop 'til I get to the top Me and my brothers we never gon' flop [Verse 2: Migo Domingo] Domingo! I swear I can't take an L My niggas want foes, they sit down in jail Your niggas gon' tell My niggas too real, my niggas gon' kill You informing twelve I'm getting the money, I'm stackin' and flippin' it I'm chasing the wealth I came way too far and I won't stop now I can't take a loss I did my dirt and I paid my dues Now Domingo the boss We ball like the Hawks LeBron with the blocks Came from dope in my socks Now I pull up in drops R.I.P to Mike Damn, R.I.P to Pistol That's an L so I gotta get with you Can't let it rock, young nigga got an issue Leave a nigga froze, ice cold like an igloo Wet a nigga up, leave him stank like mildew Put a red dot on his head like a Hindu I don't do the talkin', let me show you what the stick do This nigga such a ho Let him diss somethin' 'til it spark, hell nah I can't go At less than twenty-four, nigga I was on the Nawf You ain't really want it so I brought it to your door Run into the nigga, coulda swore he saw a ghost This a big game, nigga put me in the post When I go to war niggas say I do the most Almost got shot, key word almost (thank god) Gotta get the money, gotta get the hundreds Gotta get the riches Gotta run it up, make it to the top My whole team winnin' First it's the flow, then it's the dab (what else?) This the beginning Same young niggas came from nothing Got the whole world trending [Verse 3: Mango Foo] I'm pourin' up lean and it's killing my kidneys I was locked up, had to do a little sentence You gotta check in when you come in my city Migo the family, we worth a ticket I am no Meek but I'm tryna get millies I'm chasing the cheese and the cake up in Philly Hit the lick then we skrt off in the Fisker I took an L so R.I.P to Pistol My mama say keep prayin', the lord is forgiving I told her that I'ma be home in a minute Still walking with two guns on me like I'm Billy I'm talking to god but I don't think he hear me Meeting with the plug, pull up in the vert Rollin' L's of the backwood, me and Murk Death before designer 'til I'm in the hearse I lost my cat to the chopper and it hurt You niggas on the outside looking in How many L's you gotta take to win? Keep your enemy close so nigga fuck a friend Free Kobe, he gotta do five out the ten I used to ride bikes, now I pull up in foreigns Still got the chopper, it blow you like horns These niggas faker than a unicorn Moving slow on the lean and I'm still pourin' The percocet calming my nerves I'm still on the curb so shout out to JerZ Atlanta Falcons 'cause I play with them birds Water diamonds and they bluer than Smurf Run out of work and re-up on the first He think I'm a lick, better warn him like Kurt Moving slow on the lean but I'm still on alert Better watch how you move when you come on my turf [Chorus: YRN Lingo] I swear I can't take an L I swear I can't take an L I swear I can't take an L I swear I can't take an L