Huh
Huh Huh
Yeah
Heh Heh, Slat
You been watching me from bleachers you should come and learn the ropes
I be drunk, so many bottles thought I robbed a liquor store
Margiela's on my feet I walk on water I said f*ck the boat
I could pop out with a Detroit smash, don't know what I tote
Cold chains on
Diamond rings on
Big ass choppa give a lineup, it's gon freeze him to death
I ain't cuffing shit, think I love a slut you going deaf
She a fiend, for this green, Mr. Clean cus I'm fresh
Huh Huh Huh
This bitch can't arrest me
Twin hoes, coming to my shows, when they suck me juxtapose
She cry on the phone when I go ghost but you know how it goes
Lo down call me on the phone, he said I be doin the most
I said f*ck the malibu I'm goin TLX I'm ghost
Lately I been in the studio I cook these beats and go
Could give a f*ck about this fame shit I got my neck froze
I ain't with the gang shit we a tribe we never fold
Oh
Oh you ain't heard
Ah
I just-
I just left the bank n*gga
Hop on a ken beat, but this a Lo down flow
I'm a dirty a shame a bastard, tell me sum I don't know
As soon as I see green, like the room I gotta go
Talkin' bout you see yourself with me that's sum that's way too slow
I can't even lie, BX slide me this beat I hit the road
I just get way too flee for these n*ggas it hurt my soul
I keep crunching them numbers it don't make sense how this shit go
I been tryna tell them n*ggas I'm the illest
N*ggas slow, they retarded
Uh Uh Uh, Yeah
Uh Uh Uh, what the f*ck
Can't arrest me
This bitch can't arrest me
These bitches don't interest me
You been watching me from bleachers you should come and learn the ropes
I be drunk, so many bottles thought I robbed a liquor store
Margiela's on my feet I walk on water I said f*ck the boat
I could pop out with a Detroit smash, don't know what I tote
Cold chains on
Diamond rings on
Big ass choppa give a lineup, it's gon freeze him to death
I ain't cuffing shit, think I love a slut you going deaf
She a fiend, for this green, Mr. Clean cus I'm fresh
BX Morgan - Can't Arrest Me (feat. LoDown) Lyrics
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Huh
Huh Huh
Yeah
Heh Heh, Slat
You been watching me from bleachers you should come and learn the ropes
I be drunk, so many bottles thought I robbed a liquor store
Margiela's on my feet I walk on water I said f*ck the boat
I could pop out with a Detroit smash, don't know what I tote
Cold chains on
Diamond rings on
Big ass choppa give a lineup, it's gon freeze him to death
I ain't cuffing shit, think I love a slut you going deaf
She a fiend, for this green, Mr. Clean cus I'm fresh
Huh Huh Huh
This bitch can't arrest me
Twin hoes, coming to my shows, when they suck me juxtapose
She cry on the phone when I go ghost but you know how it goes
Lo down call me on the phone, he said I be doin the most
I said f*ck the malibu I'm goin TLX I'm ghost
Lately I been in the studio I cook these beats and go
Could give a f*ck about this fame shit I got my neck froze
I ain't with the gang shit we a tribe we never fold
Oh
Oh you ain't heard
Ah
I just-
I just left the bank n*gga
Hop on a ken beat, but this a Lo down flow
I'm a dirty a shame a bastard, tell me sum I don't know
As soon as I see green, like the room I gotta go
Talkin' bout you see yourself with me that's sum that's way too slow
I can't even lie, BX slide me this beat I hit the road
I just get way too flee for these n*ggas it hurt my soul
I keep crunching them numbers it don't make sense how this shit go
I been tryna tell them n*ggas I'm the illest
N*ggas slow, they retarded
Uh Uh Uh, Yeah
Uh Uh Uh, what the f*ck
Can't arrest me
This bitch can't arrest me
These bitches don't interest me
You been watching me from bleachers you should come and learn the ropes
I be drunk, so many bottles thought I robbed a liquor store
Margiela's on my feet I walk on water I said f*ck the boat
I could pop out with a Detroit smash, don't know what I tote
Cold chains on
Diamond rings on
Big ass choppa give a lineup, it's gon freeze him to death
I ain't cuffing shit, think I love a slut you going deaf
She a fiend, for this green, Mr. Clean cus I'm fresh
Huh Huh
Yeah
Heh Heh, Slat
You been watching me from bleachers you should come and learn the ropes
I be drunk, so many bottles thought I robbed a liquor store
Margiela's on my feet I walk on water I said f*ck the boat
I could pop out with a Detroit smash, don't know what I tote
Cold chains on
Diamond rings on
Big ass choppa give a lineup, it's gon freeze him to death
I ain't cuffing shit, think I love a slut you going deaf
She a fiend, for this green, Mr. Clean cus I'm fresh
Huh Huh Huh
This bitch can't arrest me
Twin hoes, coming to my shows, when they suck me juxtapose
She cry on the phone when I go ghost but you know how it goes
Lo down call me on the phone, he said I be doin the most
I said f*ck the malibu I'm goin TLX I'm ghost
Lately I been in the studio I cook these beats and go
Could give a f*ck about this fame shit I got my neck froze
I ain't with the gang shit we a tribe we never fold
Oh
Oh you ain't heard
Ah
I just-
I just left the bank n*gga
Hop on a ken beat, but this a Lo down flow
I'm a dirty a shame a bastard, tell me sum I don't know
As soon as I see green, like the room I gotta go
Talkin' bout you see yourself with me that's sum that's way too slow
I can't even lie, BX slide me this beat I hit the road
I just get way too flee for these n*ggas it hurt my soul
I keep crunching them numbers it don't make sense how this shit go
I been tryna tell them n*ggas I'm the illest
N*ggas slow, they retarded
Uh Uh Uh, Yeah
Uh Uh Uh, what the f*ck
Can't arrest me
This bitch can't arrest me
These bitches don't interest me
You been watching me from bleachers you should come and learn the ropes
I be drunk, so many bottles thought I robbed a liquor store
Margiela's on my feet I walk on water I said f*ck the boat
I could pop out with a Detroit smash, don't know what I tote
Cold chains on
Diamond rings on
Big ass choppa give a lineup, it's gon freeze him to death
I ain't cuffing shit, think I love a slut you going deaf
She a fiend, for this green, Mr. Clean cus I'm fresh
Writer: Logan Gant, Broderick Need
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