NLE Choppa - Can't Take It

★ intro ★
Pipe that shit up, tnt
Nle top shotta got the bombs like al-qaeda
Niggas can't take my money, i waited too long
Take it from me, i waited too long
Take it from me, i waited too long

★ verse 1 ★
I told 'em, "wait 'til four o'clock, the night too young" (night too young)
I ask 'em, do he got a strap? 'cause i'll supply you a gun (i'll supply you a gun)
I told 'em lay up at his house until your ass out the sun (until your ass out the sun)
But we ain't doin' crashin' out, make sure your ass do it smart (brrt, brrt)
Murder genius, i'm probably plottin' on bodies wanted dead
She murder semen, she suck it sloppy when she give me head
He sending treaties, we leave 'em on read and then we leave 'em red
We give a fuck about how you feel, i said what i said
Now we're in the vest, they want me dead, they shoot above the neck (above the neck)
Couple niggas got killed on this quest, i'm lookin' for the rest (for the rest)
Catch a body, beat a body, i told 'em that on collect
Couple months later, my killer on the town, we gettin' lit
Side niggas that left around me, they wishin' they never switched
Same hoes that used to be clownin', now they want a nigga dick
Guess they see a nigga drippin' with this glizzy in my 'fit
I ain't too fresh to shoot a nigga, i'll pop you in this bitch (brrt, brrt, brrt)

★ pre-chorus ★
I changed my lane and switched my side, i knew i wasn't living right (i wasn't living right)
Mary jane for a bitch, we smoke 'em at the candlelight (the candlelight)
Johnny dang when it glist', flawless diamonds when i bite
Twenty-three up in his back, his last dance like he mike (ayy, ayy, ayy)

★ chorus ★
Niggas can't take it from me, i waited too long
Niggas can't take my army, we ready to roam (ready to roam)
Wish a nigga play with the money, we get it in the morn' (we leave in the morn')
Judge gave my nigga 'bout a hundred, we get it, you on

★ verse 2 ★
Ayy, never pleadin' guilty, fuck that paper, we ain't signin' that (we ain't signin' that)
Look too hard, you'll get shot 'cause your bidness, you ain't minding that (brrt, brrt)
Shot him in his back, he asked the doctor where his spine was at
Popped him as he goin' out, said made him snort a line for that
Schemin' on my mans, i play the cards so i know the risk (we do this shit)
When i slide, i never leave no witness, i ain't no codefendant (we kill this bitch)
Cottonwood baby, but i be posted in the jordans with it
Rich gang like i'm baby, might pull them racks, i have to show a nigga (show a nigga)
Three-five of the opp pack up in the 'wood, don't even fuck with swishers (don't fuck with swishers)
Don't say that you good in my hood 'cause i don't really fuck with niggas
Couple niggas changed on me from the hood, say i ain't fuckin' with 'em
When i needed a helping hand, nobody came and helped me out
My bitch more gangsta than these niggas, she be sendin' me the drops
If we don't get 'em tonight, then we gon' try again tomorrow
Bitch, we livin' with murders, we never tellin' what we saw (never tellin' what we saw)
Your new home is the dirt 'cause we gon' put your ass in the coffin
Brrt

★ pre-chorus ★
I changed my lane and switched my side, i knew i wasn't living right (i wasn't living right)
Mary jane for a bitch, we smoke 'em at the candlelight (the candlelight)
Johnny dang when it glist', flawless diamonds when i bite
Twenty-three up in his back, his last dance like he mike

★ chorus ★
Niggas can't take it from me, i waited too long
Niggas can't take my army, we ready to roam (ready to roam)
Wish a nigga play with the money, we get in the morn' (we leave in the morn')
Judge gave my nigga 'bout a hundred, we get it, you on (we get it, you on)

★ outro ★
(brrt)
Nigga
Comin' down, he's dead
Sayin' what the hell?