YB Curtis – Can’t Show Me Lyrics
Artist: YB Curtis
Song: Can’t Show Me
Aye mane say, you know some sh#t i figured out folk?
Misery really do love company my n#gg#
Cause i real life just be stayin’ to myself and coolin’ sh#t
And like, n#gg#s, be tryna invade my space and sh#t my n#gg# like
Mane say, why you can’t just cool it over there my n#gg#?
Like let me stay in my zone, you feel me?
Aye but mane say, i’m finna gon’ and kill this sh#t though
Aye, yeah
Say let that bit, go like this, yeah
Aye, i was n my whip cruisin’ with thoughts up on my mind (brrgh)
And she want me to entertain, mane, but i can’t waste my time
And you must think i’m gi-i-joe, b#tch
And you know you a hoe, b#tch
And i know one thing, and i know you f#ckin’ know b#tch
Mane why do you think that you know me?
Yeah, my n#gg# you don’t know me
And mane i find it funny how you tryna show me
Yeah, my n#gg# you can’t show me
Aye, aye
Step one, step two
n#gg#, you can’t show me sh#t
Mane i’ma pull up with the stick
Then i’ma blow that b#tch and hit
My n#gg# you must think i”m talkin’ ‘bout a glock?
With that .4 .5
But i got this bazooka b#tch and you know i’ma show mine
And i’m about to go and hit that b#tch, about four times
I know that n#gg# tried to snitch on me
You know bro lyin’
And she be wantin’ me to give attention, i pay no mind
I’m elemental like i’m avatar, i like bromine
I’m f#ckin’ two b#tches, at the same time, i like both minds
I f#cked her once, and then i f#cked her twice, i hit it both times
I’m drivin’ mad fast, up on the road cause i got road rage
I’m independent every f#ckin’ day cause that’s my domain
My people used to tell me mess with a girl that’s my own age
My n#gg# i’m already in the book
So make yo’ own page
I got a f#ckin’ message on my phone, what my phone say?
I’m a solo dolo n#gg# b#tch, know i got my own say, yeah
Yeah, i was n my whip cruisin’ with thoughts up on my mind (brrgh)
And she want me to entertain, mane, but i can’t waste my time
And you must think i’m gi-i-joe, b#tch
And you know you a hoe, b#tch
And i know one thing, and i know you f#ckin’ know b#tch
Mane why do you think that you know me?
Yeah, my n#gg# you don’t know me
And mane i find it funny how you tryna show me
Yeah, my n#gg# you can’t show me
Aye, aye
Step three, step four
Mane, she finna throw some mo’
And i don’t even f#ckin’ know why you on the floor
Mane, what you tryna show?
And i’m gon’ hit that b#tch so good you know her p#ss# finna blow
Say mane i hope it don’t explode
Aye, that lil’ b#tch so freaky mane i grabbed her by her throat
I hit her #ss for twenty minutes then i had to f#ckin’ go
I’m f#ckin’ drivin’ in my whip my n#gg#, had to hit the store
I bought myself a f#ckin’ gatorade and yes that bit was cold
And mane i took a f#ckin’ nap while i was sleep, now i’m awoke
And then the b#tch gon’ try to leave me
But she can’t because she roped
And you know i’m just f#ckin’ freestylin’
Won’t stop cause i’ma go
And you know i’ma keep on goin’ my n#gg# because i’ma blow
And say mane, you know when i’m rappin’ n#gg#, i just f#ckin’ flow
And then a n#gg# get to dancin’ b#tch and i just hit the whoa
Aye say mane don’t you f#ckin’ do sh#t b#tch
You reapin’ what you sew
And then you know we f#ckin’ laughin’ and we joce n#gg#, lets go
Yeah, i was n my whip cruisin’ with thoughts up on my mind (brrgh)
And she want me to entertain, mane, but i can’t waste my time
And you must think i’m gi-i-joe, b#tch
And you know you a hoe, b#tch
And i know one thing, and i know you f#ckin’ know b#tch
Mane why do you think that you know me?
Yeah, my n#gg# you don’t know me
And mane i find it funny how you tryna show me
Yeah, my n#gg# you can’t show me
Yeah
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Release Year: 2021