Can’t Take You Back

[Intro: Orlando Merci]
Ayy
(jackpott)

[Chorus: Orlando Merci]
I cannot take you back, you tried to plot
Had me some love, but you let that shit rot
I'm too deep in my head and my brain tied the knots
Got to live it too good like I'm scrapin' the pot
Cool as a fan but this burner is hot
And I'm gone off a Xan', got me trashin' the spot
I be cryin' for help, but this bi'h come in hot
I might drown in this cup, I might shoot up ya spot
You talkin' too crazy, we clearin' him out
She talkin' bout bae, I ain't hearin' it now
He flexin' his drink so I'm clearin' him out
What you know about smoke? Boy, you been a lil' mouse
She called me twice, now I'm dickin' her out
Three way the car, now we get in this route
Remember that boy? Now we swishin' his housе
I'm just chillin' with GUCCI, but Louis the pouch

[Verse: BIGBABYGUCCI]
Ayy, I'm on the mountain
I'm just thumbin', I swim in thesе thousands
I still look to the sky when it's cloudy
Broke her heart, watch me live life without it
And I promise, I'ma ball on these niggas who ballers
Move to Cali, now I'm in my Trojan
I want top if I fuck, it's a bonus
And I tried to stay low but they noticed
Damn it, I live M.I.A.
But I'm so high that I can't hear shit
Baby girl, can you stay? 'Cause I'm so high, don't know what I'm near, shit
I ain't even scared, get the fear of kiss
Got to stay on my toes when I'm near a bitch
Damn, nigga, you gon' make a nuisance, yeah
When I fuck, would I leave my toolie? Yeah
I would see her, nigga, you been left
Every boy hit his head, then his group come next
Weed too strong, I done lost my breath
Hear him talk too much, now he crossed his death
Tried to jump off the porch, he done lost his steps
All my niggas playin' foul, don't call no techs

[Chorus: Orlando Merci]
I cannot take you back, you tried to plot
Had me some love, but you let that shit rot
I'm too deep in my head and my brain tied the knots
Got to live it too good like I'm scrapin' the pot
Cool as a fan but this burner is hot
And I'm gone off a Xan', got me trashin' the spot
I be cryin' for help, but this bit come in hot
I might drown in this cup, I might shoot up ya spot
You talkin' too crazy, we clearin' him out
She talkin' bout bae, I ain't hearin' it now
He flexin' his drink so I'm clearin' him out
What you know about smoke? Boy, you been a lil' mouse
She called me twice, now I'm dickin' her out
Three way the car, now we get in this route
Remember that boy? Now we swishin' his house
I'm just chillin' with GUCCI, but Louis the pouch