Can't Hang

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
 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
 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