Текст песни Can't Handle My Love - Oliver Francis

Skrt off with your bitch in the drop top
New Polo kicks in the Ziploc
I ain't have shit now I'm on top
Bape camouflage to the wristwatch
Fendi belts, man you gotta love it
Windows up we marijuana puffin'
Get this money yeah there ain't no discussion
Try to hold us down, but we rise above it
Ayy, two-door and I lane-switch
Pulled off with your main bitch
Every night that's the same shit
Jean Paul that's my fragrance
Fuck with me baby, just fuck with me
I'll show you shit that you wouldn't believe
Fuck with me baby, just fuck with me
I got the vision just trust in me
They 'gon show love for me
They say they loving me
They can't get enough of me
Ayy, I did this all by myself
I ain't need no one else
Yeah this shit it ain't nothing to me
You ain't fucking with me
Boy no, ain't nothing free
Yeah, ayy, you can't get a verse, you can't get a beat
My pockets too deep