Lyrics Can’t Believe It - BlueBucksClan

All this money on the floor, I can't believe it
Tryna give up on this juice, but I can't leave it
Room service, I could chill 'til they bring it
SoFi, I'm on Sentry, I got tickets for the season
(Zaytoven)
Yeah, all this money, all these hoes, can't believe it
Yeah, SoFi, I'm on Sentry, but a ho, fuck a bitch
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)

Who the fuck these lil' niggas think they talkin' to?
Ask around, we gettin' fifty just for walkin' through
You don't really got no ass, I can't talk to you
Can't believe all these hundreds, they came out the blue
Press a button, within seconds, I can drop my roof
Why these niggas buyin' weapons and not gon' shoot?
Maybach Emmett Smith, it's a twenty-two

Curtis Jackson when I'm ridin', this shit bulletproof
Might just fuck this nigga bitch, I ain't got shit to do
Gotta put my shit on DND soon as I hit the booth
Why you tell your friends about me? They can get it too
I'm the owner of this road once I accelerate
Three bitches to myself, that's how I celebrate
Niggas gettin' weak, bitches pregnant, I cannot relate
These niggas say the weakest shit, we can't collaborate
I'm a cold nigga, feel like Jeezy in 2008

All this money on the floor, I can't believe it
Tryna give up on this juice, but I can't leave it
Room service, I could chill 'til they bring it
SoFi, I'm on Sentry, I got tickets for the season
All this money on the floor, I can't believe it
Tryna give up on this juice, but I can't leave it
Room service, I could chill 'til they bring it
SoFi, I'm on Sentry, I got tickets for the season

I can't believe this bitch left me
She keep sayin' her top fire, tryna preg' me
She can never be my bitch, she too friendly
I can't even pick the bitch I want, it's too many
Yeah, I know I hit your bitch, but nigga, man up
Bust the motor on the dash, I'm finna stand up
Sayin' she at home while she with me, she so scandalous
I got college hoes, you might catch me creepin' on your campus

I got rich hoes sneakin' in they daddy mansions
Threw a private party all by myself, just me and dancers
Five thousand on the floor, yeah, they sweepin' it
And one when I score, niggas reachin'
Four thousand dollar fit, it's all Dior, I look beast
I just paid twelve hundred for these cords, can't believe it
We be fuckin' up the clubs, like the bottle girls at leisure
At Katana, fans run up, want a picture while I'm eatin'
I'm on El Segundo in a Bentley, I'm by Steven's
Take the baddest bitches out the party when we leavin'

All this money on the floor, I can't believe it
Tryna give up on this juice, but I can't leave it
Room service, I could chill 'til they bring it
SoFi, I'm on Sentry, I got tickets for the season
All this money on the floor, I can't believe it
Tryna give up on this juice, but I can't leave it
Room service, I could chill 'til they bring it
SoFi, I'm on Sentry, I got tickets for the season