Can't Hang Lyrics - Preme

Y'all bitches ain't drunk enough 

Y'all bitches ain't high enough 

I just dropped thirty bands, 

then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you ain't gang, yeah 

Uh, drunk and high in the crop top, look sexy 

Chantel Jefferies and rum and Pepsi 

Slide through the crib, you can call your own Uber 

I know that you hate it when I treat you like a groupie 

I got plans, and I'm tryna fix things for you, baby 

We ain't gotta smoke when I'm textin' you the best, baby 

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Y'all bitches ain't drunk enough 

Y'all bitches ain't high enough 

I just dropped thirty bands, 

then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you ain't gang, yeah 

I'm hoping that you'll pull up to the function 

Your homies think I'm talking, well, 

they made the right assumption, yeah 

And you can tell them trouble with your loving 

I'm the one that got you doing private things in public, yeah 

I'm your man and I'm tryna make your homies happy, baby, yeah 

We got drank and testing you the fastest sorry, happy, baby 

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Y'all bitches ain't drunk enough 

Y'all bitches ain't high enough 

I just dropped thirty bands, 

then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you ain't gang, yeah 

Say you ain't no side chick 

You more like a side kick 

Ask me what the price is, loyalty is priceless 

Them bitches hate to see see you riding shotgun, yeah 

Only worried 'bout your life 'cause they ain't got one, yeah 

Smoking gas, pass that blunt, I'm on my last 

I'm the plug like the aux cord in the tax 

They can't catch me, coupe don't got no backseat 

You a bad bitch 

Quit acting, girl, I know you acting 

I dropped a 'hunnid up on a watch, it's a fortune 

Try to reach for my watch and my chain, no questions, we torture 

You say all your niggas gang bang 

We on the same thang 

Said they want the old reign 

Niggas, things change 

Y'all bitches ain't drunk enough 

Y'all bitches ain't high enough 

I just dropped thirty bands, 

then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you can't hang 

Don't come thru if you ain't gang 

Don't come thru if you can't