笨小笨Can’t Be (Freestyle|Explicit)歌词由Schwifty McFly演唱，出自专辑《Find Myself Freestyling (Explicit)》，下面是《Can’t Be (Freestyle|Explicit)》完整版歌词！
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I don’t think they understand me
I don’t think there’s anything I can’t be
One day imma have a family
But until then my girl takes a plan B
I don’t think they understand me
I know that there’s nothing that I can’t be
One day I’ll be living fancy
Cop a couple whips
And prolly have a Grammy
Some people talk a lot
Tryna run a fade
But this ain’t a barbershop
No time for games
I move like I’m on the clock
No time for games
I’m swerving lanes
I’m moving nonstop
I have to count guap
They only gon’slow me down
Yeah they knew me back then
But they do not know me now
Back when I was a class clown
Now I never back down
Now I’m in the spotlight
Haters in the background
Act cool but they’re not nice
Know I should’ve thought twice
Thought that they were looking out
But it wasn’t good vibes
They see I’m the man now
Now they want some hand outs
Stick my middle finger up
And I tell them goodbye
I don’t think they understand me
I don’t think there’s anything I can’t be
One day imma have a family
But until then my girl takes a plan B
I don’t think they understand me
I know that there’s nothing that I can’t be
One day I’ll be living fancy
Cop a couple whips
And prolly have a Grammy
Snakes in the grass
so I skate on the sidewalk
Imma be late if I listen to your side talk
I don’t know why your girl is on my cock
On her pancakes and her house is Ihop
Yeah it’s all jokes till I’m on top
Yeah you know I can go nonstop
Yeah you know that I’m off the top
She’s blowing my phone up with TikToks
All that shit they talkin
they breath smells like ass checks
They see how I’m stuntin’
So they have to bash me
I don’t drive a taxi
If I’m in the back of the whip with a chick
Then I’m probably smashing
I don’t think they understand me
I don’t think there’s anything I can’t be
One day imma have a family
But until then my girl takes a plan B
I don’t think they understand me
I know that there’s nothing that I can’t be
One day I’ll be living fancy
Cop a couple whips
And prolly have a Grammy
I’m copping racks
They’re talking smack
I don’t have no time for that
They’re just mad I keep it real
I’m tryna get that big bag
One day I’ll be holding steel
Imma have a big mag
They don’t want no beef for real
Turn them to a Big Mac
Yeah it’s all jokes till I got that
Yeah you wanna smoke till I pop that
Imma stack racks then pop tags
If I want that imma cop that
