
letra de can't choose - purbs
f-ck, f-ck, i gotta choose
one way that’s up, b-tch, you know i never lose
got a white tee on, i pair it with my trues
he tryna say sorry, tell that p-ssy kiss my shoes
(purbs, did you make this?)
f-ck, f-ck, i gotta choose
one way that’s up, b-tch, you know i never lose
got a white tee on, i pair it with my trues
he tryna say sorry, tell that p-ssy kiss my shoes
i’m a lil jit, but i’m doing big sh-t
tryna get it right, finna get a big crib
that girl my type, and she got them big tits
head game strong ’cause she got them big lips
put on your pants, i’m just tryna tip, b-tch
got it for myself, ion need no wishlist
22 karats, look at the wrist, bish
no time for this, i ain’t tryna fix sh-t
you need handouts, you a make-a-wish kid
my circle small, miss me with that fake sh-t
run up on my family, i’mma up the deuce-deuce
kuddy got the stick and a couple loose screws
f-ck, f-ck, i gotta chill
her name is molly, and she take the white pill, plan a
plan b, i’m just tryna keep it real
signed to myself, i ain’t looking for no deal
b-tch, i’m self-made, and i’d never sell my soul
got a white b-tch, and she kick it with the bros
got a fine shyt, she be working on that pole
and these b-tches want me ’cause my pockets swole
my shooter cold with the three
two-four up in this b-tch feeling like kobe
b-tch tryna kiss, i just tell her, blow me
said you get b-tches, and you made the hoes leave
have fun with that ho, the guys tapped that
baby girl, where you going? where your mans at?
act boujee, but you broke, i can’t stand that
folk tryna run the money route, but i jam that
f-ck, f-ck, i gotta choose
one way that’s up, b-tch, you know i never lose
got a white tee on, i pair it with my trues
he tryna say sorry, tell that p-ssy kiss my shoes
i’m a lil jit, but i’m doing big sh-t
tryna get it right, finna get a big crib
that girl my type, and she got them big tits
head game strong ’cause she got them big lips
put on your pants, i’m just tryna tip, b-tch
got it for myself, ion need no wishlist
22 karats, look at the wrist, bish
no time for this, i ain’t tryna fix sh-t
you need handouts, you a make-a-wish kid
my circle small, miss me with that fake sh-t
they be talmmat me, but who’s you?
i got many options, don’t care if i lose you
f-ck, f-ck, i gotta choose
one way that’s up, b-tch, you know i never lose
got a white tee on, i pair it with my trues
he tryna say sorry, tell that p-ssy kiss my shoes
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