Vante Alonzo - We Can Tell Lyrics

I don't got no opps, can you tell (what, yeah)
I don't got no opps, can you tell (what, nah)
I don't got no opps, can you tell
I don't no beef, you already going to hell (gees)
I don't got no opps, can you tell
I don't got no beef, you already going to hell
Yeah, you like posting too much shit
Don't want it, boy you smell
Oh no
We can tell
Oh no
We can tell (yeah, yeah)
I don't got no opps, can you tell
I don't got no beef, you already going to hell
Yeah, you like posting too much shit
Don't want it, boy you smell
Oh no
We can tell
Oh no
We can tell
Yeah
I don't got no problems with no male
I got too much drama with these shawties, you can tell
She like when you coming home
I'm like ten fifty never, yeah
Told her ass to get up out my hair
Bitch, we don't gel (nah, look)
Let me teach y'all a lesson
I'm here til they max out my pension
That boy tried to ask for a feature, man get back to work
Your money anorexic
I can't count all my racks
Bella Thorne shit, the money so dyslexic
Ain't a genre I don't mesh with
When I pop out, it get hellish, yeah
I don't got no opps, can you tell
I don't got no beef, you already going to hell
Yeah, you like posting too much shit
Don't want it, boy you smell
Oh no
We can tell
Oh no
We can tell (yeah, yeah)
I don't got no opps, can you tell
I don't got no beef, you already going to hell
Yeah, you like posting too much shit
Don't want it, boy you smell
Oh no
We can tell
Oh no
We can tell
Dance, dance, dance
I need a freak, I'm on all of that
I don't want em if they ain't gon f*ck me back
Dance, dance, dance (okay, okay)
I need like, uh, a hundred racks
I don't make deals, baby give me my money back
What the f*ck
You niggas fake hard
I hurt myself more than you hurting these niggas
Stop playing, plus I got a face card
It's never declining
My money keep climbing
My baby like why don't you say sum
I like moving silent, I don't like the posting
If you want my lo or a facetime with me
Hit up my team, you can make time with me (pussy)
But don't be surprised when the snakes out with me
Get done in public like they done Lennon
I don't need no one to say I'm ready
I been on go since I turned eleven
My shit be slapping like Imane Khelif
You boys ain't on shit, how you so smelly
F*ck all that talk, I'm the one
I don't got no opps, can you tell
I don't got no opps, can you tell
I don't got no opps, can you tell
I don't no beef, you already going to hell