Can’t Do

By ScHoolboy Q

Released on March 8, 2011

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[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Shit was all bad just a week ago, yeah

Woke up the next morning I was on they can't slow it down now

Where we going next? Sky high

Through the cloud Hiii power tell them book a jet

Quick if you know what's best about to make you lose your breath

And I'm standing on your chest and I ain't lettin' up

I ain't trying to let you eat and I ain't trying to wish you luck

You should probably try to get a billy share what you ain't enough

See you gotta understand I'm the motherfucking man, yeah

You're always at the bottom that's the motherfucking plan, yeah

Record after record, keep my name up in demand

I ain't trying to be a friend, I ain't trying to shake your hand

You niggas know what's up but lemme break it down G

Had that oxycontin popping all around your town B

Talking plane after plane, mean [?]

Touch down receiving now will fuck it, I run it back, back


[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]

My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire

My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire

Tell me what you can but I tell you what you can't do

Touch a hundred grand well that's something what you can't do

Say up in the man well that's something what you can't do

Another hundred grand well that's something that you can't do

I tell what you can do


[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]

Fuck with any nigga in my circle

You square? Swear, you don't compare, get your shit repaired

Burn up out my underwear, bitch, I dropped thirty on ‘em, Kobe LeBronin em

Gripping my balls I'm palmin' them, feeling myself, move around but I'm rewinding them

Talky mouth, we pounding them, media ripped in 3 in your clamydia burning, you should've learned your lesson

Why would you play with fire, you and your crew can get expired

Nigga you're tired, go to sleep, got his ass seran wrapped, yeah

Lyrical shraps beating black and blue, you nincompoop, 007, Glock in my suit

Orange top, orange Chucks, pockets Hooved up, twist up, pulled up some screaming we show

We show the promoter too

Still do what I came to do, bottle after bottle like I got in advance

Went from shittin' in cans to threesomes in sedans, it's part of my plan, the moment I feel like I made it

Getting half the bitches that said I was over rated

Now I'm the latest, call me the greatest, one of her favorites, I raised her

She say we famous, this rappin' be do or die, there’s a difference between you and I

Fuck a unity, truancy, bitch, never here when we was workin' hard but won an applaud, stunt a nigga that take care of you, should have been abroad

We brought your pussy now bow down to the greats, the hardest and human race

Don't make me humiliate, yeah, yeah, yeah

And put the names out there you best have clear, you're pressed out here

Slide me the weapon, pop your recession, your valuable lesson


[Hook: Schoolboy Q]

My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire

My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire

Tell me what you can but I tell you what you can't do

Touch a hundred grand well that's something what you can't do

Say up in the man well that's something what you can't do

Another hundred grand well that's something that you can't do

I tell what you can do


[Verse 3 - Jay Rock]

Clash with these titans, burners without license

See them B's and them H's, that’s priceless

Q told me, ‘Go brazy’ and brazy, that’s my shit

I’m the shit’, she tell me, sippin' Hennessy with your bitch

Now she say baby be going crazy for the dick, wow

King Kong knock them down, back to back, ping pong

Fast lane, fast money, you for the fame you crash dummy

Niggas get beside theyselves, steppin' outside theyselves

Tell them get a reality check they say rock is the best

The shit that smoke the some in the pipe, I'm worser than that

More like a nuclear bomb in the trap, Saddam in the flesh

The effect is like dominos, when we drop niggers falling like Geronimo

Let ‘em suffer, we bring the ruckus, flow funky like the shit on the shingle

Got your numbers if you yelling bingo

On fire like skillets in Hell’s Kitchen, get your jewels missing for starting backwards

12 gauge pump action, we smashing in grand nationals kill capital collateral damages

Overcome challenges, digging your bitch they gonna toss that hoe to my managers

We're scandalous


[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]

My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire

My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire

Tell me what you can but I tell you what you can't do

Touch a hundred grand well that's something what you can't do

Say up in the man well that's something what you can't do

Another hundred grand well that's something that you can't do

I tell what you can do


[Outro - Schoolboy Q]

Nigga I tell you what you can do nigga

You can't be for my power nigga, go home nigga

Work on that week ass mix tape, we sellin' mix tapes, yeah

You can't do it nigga, TDE!