Travis Scott – CAN’T SAY Lyrics ft Don Toliver

CAN’T SAY Lyrics by Travis Scott ft Don Toliver

[Hook/Chorus – Travis Scott]
No you can’t say if I’m mad or not
Smoking hella weed, I’m on that alcohol
Shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off
I keep two hoes in my bed, I got ’em turning out
What would you do if you heard I got it going on?
I had to burn, I left skrt marks, I had to dip “I had to”
Gotta watch for 12, ’round my town you might get killed “better watch for 12”
I’m out my mind, yea I’m high above the rim “I’m on my mind”
You cop it live, boy I got in on film

[Verse 1 – Travis Scott]
You gotta watch out where you rocking, s–t get real
Drink your real, I can’t be fake, don’t know the feel
Gotta take a long drive up the hill
Gang too wavy, move like Navy Seals
I’m too wavy, think I need a Lyft
Chicago baby she just wanna drill
The vibes so wavy, it’s too hard to kill
Gotta watch out where you go ’cause s–t get real

[Hook/Chorus – Don Toliver]
No you can’t say if I’m mad or not
Smoking hella weed, I’m on that alcohol
Shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off
I keep two hoes in my bed, I got ’em turning out
What would you do if you heard I got it, burned it all?
I let it burn, skrt that mark, I had to dip “I had to”
Better watch for 12, ’round my town you might get killed “better watch for 12”
I’m out my mind, yea I’m high above the rim “I’m out my mind”
You cop it live, boy I got it all on film

[Verse 2 – Don Toliver]
Must be cautious, told the lil’ hoes I’m all in
Play this ballers offense, I left ol’ girl, she calling
You know I hit in the morning, oh yeah she yawning
I met you in the club, b—h you know this s–t be nothing
Oh then I hit your cousin, mhm, no no discussion
Sipping on lean, on Robitussin
Oh yea I know you love me, I beat it ain’t no cuddling
You down bad, you suffering
I don’t give a f–k how hard it get
That lil’ b—h know I started this
Uh huh, oh yea
Get to the cash, no layup
Spend a big bag, Rodeo
Some may ride for the first time
Hoes come through just to touch us
I’ma tell the truth like Usher
You already know how I bust her
Slang my chop from Russia

[Interlude]
I’ma swang, and a swang, and a swang to the left
Pop, pop my trunk
Dip, dip, dip, dip
I’ma swang, and a swang, and a swang to the left
Pop, pop my trunk
Dip

[Hook/Chorus – Travis Scott]
No you can’t say if I’m mad or not
Smoking hella weed, I’m on that alcohol
Shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off
I keep two hoes in my bed, I got ’em turning out
What would you do if you heard I got it going on?
I had to burn, I left skrt marks, I had to dip
Gotta watch for 12, ’round my town you might get killed
I’m out my mind, yeah I’m high, but I’m real
You cop it live, boy I got in on film