Letra de Can’t Rent Anymore! - Autumn!

Fuck wrong with this nigga?

Think I give a fuck about a damn rental

Fuck wrong with you nigga?

Like, bitch, I'm rich, give a fuck about no damn rental (Woah, woah)

An M and countin', bout to be two M's up after I drop GC3, dumb ass niggas (Yeah)

Run up an M, had this shit, kept on scamming

Fentanyl diamonds, they crazy, they dancin' (Ayy)

Fucking this bitch, gave her back 'cause she canceled

44 Bull-D on my side, that's a hammer

Barker on me, named that bitch Alabama

Throat like a chimney, she calling me Santa (Ha)

White on White 'Tayga, that's Hannah Montana

If she play her part, she get new Gucci Sandals (Woah)

Can't wife these hoes, they burnt out like a candle

Yellow and fake, that bitch look like a scramble

Straight out the swamp, now I camp in a mansion

I need a new roster, it's time for expansion

If her friend look better, then I might just chance it

Mansory kit, that's my type of enhancements

I don't do leases, I only finance it

The label wan' send me two mill' for advancement

Blowin' this money do that with a passion

Done rent the Track', raced the bitch and I crashed it

Ain't pay for shit, by my own, I'm a savage

Ain't tryna beef 'less you droppin' the addy

Hit from the side, now she callin' me daddy

Hit second time, now she think I'm romantic

Won't hit again, send a bitch in her panties

Skyami the Yacht, same size as Titanic (Yeah)

I ain't no killer, but please do not push me

Plastic Glock next to the P90 chopper

Think she upgraded, that nigga a rookie (Yeah)

Brown on my Jeep, that's a chocolate chip cookie

Schoolin' these niggas, now they playin' hookie

He say he humble, but I say he pussy

Ain't got at least a ten piece, you can't book me

I still remember when HPD booked me

They took my fire but I went, got a new one

She ain't seen this one before, it's the new one (Woo)

He tried to sample "One Way!," had to sue him

I post a picture, these hoes get to spammin'

Money and power my favorite advantage

V12 the Aston, the Martin, the Vantage

My UK niggas still ATM jammin'

MSR on the backseat when we scannin'

Run up an M, had this shit, kept on scammin'

Fentanyl diamonds, they crazy, they dancin' (Ayy)

Fucking this bitch, gave her back and she canceled

44 Bull-D on my side, that's a hammer (Woah)

Barker on me, named that bitch Alabama

Throat like a chimney, she calling me Santa

White on White 'Tayga, that's Hannah Montana (Wah)

If she play her part, she get new Gucci Sandals

Can't wife these hoes, they burnt out like a candle

Yellow and fake, that bitch look like a scramble (Wah)

Straight out the swamp, now I camp in a mansion

I need a new roster, it's time for expansion

If her friend look better, then I just might chance it

Mansory kit, these my type of enhancements (Wah)

I don't do leases, I only finance it

The label wan' send me two mill' for advancement

Done rent the Track', raced the bitch and I crashed it

Ain't pay for shit, by my own, I'm a savage (Yeah)

Done rent the Track', raced the bitch and I crashed it

Ain't pay for shit, by my own, I'm a savage (Woo)

(Yeah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

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