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B. Picasso - But I Will Lyrics



B. Picasso - But I Will Lyrics




No he can't
Yes she can't
But I will

No he can't
Yes she can't
But I will

Que made the beat by the way

Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh

But I will
Suburban swerving man I gotta watch out for them deers
Life got different when I found out I was better than my peers
I like snow bunnies so I went and put 5 karats in my ears
Wrestlmania flex like edge ima give my haters spears

Wrestlmania Edge
Ima superstar I'm rated R
It's a pink Ralph Lauren suit
Call me Patrick Starr
Call me Cameron
In love with cameras
She ride me like whip
We play bumper cars

He talking sh*t I'll get my men up on him
I got barbies like i'm Ken up on em
Popeyes with the spinach flexing on em
I've been balling Kyrie Kemba on em
My earring came like its December on em
These n*ggas snakes and they be shedding on me
Draw the stick aye where you headed homie
He like New York get to jetting on me

Uh
No he can't
No she can't
But I will
Fresh like Will Uh
Ball like Beal
Bradley Beal
Treat that girl like Dr. Dre
I grab that girl beat her like pill
I bang that h*e like I'm Chief Keef
When he rapping that girl gets drilled
And that h*e she don't watch no football but like Kapernick she Kneel
About my business bad b*tch holds my briefcase like I'm Deal no Deal
I Kick that h*e out like Neymar and I swear that she from Brazil
In love with her sex appeal
My diamonds they snowmobile

You can quarter nickel dime me
I will never ever change
And I'm on the way to Brooklyn
And I'm blasting Lil Wayne
Boy you like the little Joker
And I'm feeling like Bruce Wayne
Blessing how you living n**ga
You can see I can't complain

Pants Spain
Shirt 'Preme
Ima do my thing
I'm balling I want rings
Pants Spain
Shirt by Supreme
Ima do my thing
I'm balling I want rings

Say you're better than me SHUT UP N***
Foot on they necks I won't let up n****
If you're sleeping better get up n****
You want beef I'll bring the ketchup n****
F*** 12 but I'm fed up n****
Stop lying to yourself I'm better than ya
I'm dripping on you bring umbrella n****
My earrings look like cinderella's slippers

Say you're better than me SHUT UP N***
Foot on they necks I won't let up n****
If you're sleeping better get up n****
You want beef I'll bring the ketchup n****
F*** 12 but I'm fed up n****
Stop lying to yourself I'm better than ya
I'm dripping on you bring umbrella n****
My earrings look like cinderella's slippers Uh

Suburban swerving man I gotta watch out for them deers
Life got different when I found out I was better than my peers
I like snow bunnies so I went and put 5 karats in my ears
Wrestlmania flex like edge ima give my haters spears

No he can't
No she can't
But I
No he can't
No she can't
But I will
No he can't
No she can't
But I wil
But I will
But I will
It can't get no realer than uh
It can't get no realer than uh
It can't get no realer than Que Gone

But I will
No he can't
Yeah she can't

I was down bad for like 10 months I cam walk in Sax and blow a stack now
And that girl that curved me back in high school is either pregnant or she fat now
He was talking s*** we showed him weapons and we asked him
"Oh you running track now?"
Grab ya favorite artist put him in the post and cook his a** like i'm Jerry Stackhouse
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English

No he can't
Yes she can't
But I will

No he can't
Yes she can't
But I will

Que made the beat by the way

Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh

But I will
Suburban swerving man I gotta watch out for them deers
Life got different when I found out I was better than my peers
I like snow bunnies so I went and put 5 karats in my ears
Wrestlmania flex like edge ima give my haters spears

Wrestlmania Edge
Ima superstar I'm rated R
It's a pink Ralph Lauren suit
Call me Patrick Starr
Call me Cameron
In love with cameras
She ride me like whip
We play bumper cars

He talking sh*t I'll get my men up on him
I got barbies like i'm Ken up on em
Popeyes with the spinach flexing on em
I've been balling Kyrie Kemba on em
My earring came like its December on em
These n*ggas snakes and they be shedding on me
Draw the stick aye where you headed homie
He like New York get to jetting on me

Uh
No he can't
No she can't
But I will
Fresh like Will Uh
Ball like Beal
Bradley Beal
Treat that girl like Dr. Dre
I grab that girl beat her like pill
I bang that h*e like I'm Chief Keef
When he rapping that girl gets drilled
And that h*e she don't watch no football but like Kapernick she Kneel
About my business bad b*tch holds my briefcase like I'm Deal no Deal
I Kick that h*e out like Neymar and I swear that she from Brazil
In love with her sex appeal
My diamonds they snowmobile

You can quarter nickel dime me
I will never ever change
And I'm on the way to Brooklyn
And I'm blasting Lil Wayne
Boy you like the little Joker
And I'm feeling like Bruce Wayne
Blessing how you living n**ga
You can see I can't complain

Pants Spain
Shirt 'Preme
Ima do my thing
I'm balling I want rings
Pants Spain
Shirt by Supreme
Ima do my thing
I'm balling I want rings

Say you're better than me SHUT UP N***
Foot on they necks I won't let up n****
If you're sleeping better get up n****
You want beef I'll bring the ketchup n****
F*** 12 but I'm fed up n****
Stop lying to yourself I'm better than ya
I'm dripping on you bring umbrella n****
My earrings look like cinderella's slippers

Say you're better than me SHUT UP N***
Foot on they necks I won't let up n****
If you're sleeping better get up n****
You want beef I'll bring the ketchup n****
F*** 12 but I'm fed up n****
Stop lying to yourself I'm better than ya
I'm dripping on you bring umbrella n****
My earrings look like cinderella's slippers Uh

Suburban swerving man I gotta watch out for them deers
Life got different when I found out I was better than my peers
I like snow bunnies so I went and put 5 karats in my ears
Wrestlmania flex like edge ima give my haters spears

No he can't
No she can't
But I
No he can't
No she can't
But I will
No he can't
No she can't
But I wil
But I will
But I will
It can't get no realer than uh
It can't get no realer than uh
It can't get no realer than Que Gone

But I will
No he can't
Yeah she can't

I was down bad for like 10 months I cam walk in Sax and blow a stack now
And that girl that curved me back in high school is either pregnant or she fat now
He was talking s*** we showed him weapons and we asked him
"Oh you running track now?"
Grab ya favorite artist put him in the post and cook his a** like i'm Jerry Stackhouse
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Writer: Blessing Picasso
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Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Blessing Picasso
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