Can't Believe It (feat. 2 Chainz)

La-la-la (yeah)

La-la-la-la-la-la-la (it is like a vine of two words, yeah, that shit hard)

La-la-la

La-la-la (it's time for that though)

La-la-la-la-la-la-la (yeah, yeah, nigga)

Uh-uh, yeah

Yeah

Uh-uh

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me)

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me)

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me)

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', yeah

Gettin' lost in the rhythm of the fuckin' flight

When the city lights shine and the mood is right

When you sippin', ain't no trippin' on the move tonight

Bring out the whole team, I'm lysergic and it's worth it (yeah)

I admit, in the zone, Mr. Rager, mane

See him in the streets, I'm takin' off, make him understand

In my world of view, swerve, never lookin' back

42, I do, okay I knew you couldn't owe me jack

And it's on, bigger bank, time to get it

Now Ben Baller did the chain, rosie goldy, homie, learn the name

Live it through the soul, if you didn't know know, learn the facts

Now it's super cold, we'll see a show with a broken neck

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me)

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me)

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me)

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby (yeah)

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', yeah

Uh, 2 Chainz, it ain't a stain on 'em (alright)

DEA had tried to put the blame on him

My young niggas tote .30s, ain't no aim on it (yeah)

And this a Cullinan, bitch, this not a Range Rover, yeah (yeah)

What's the difference? 'Bout 300 racks (300)

I am so cold, it look like Freon attack

Had the bando with the peas in the back

But the odd part about it, we was evenly matched, yeah

I been coastin' since a Motorola (hello)

Chicken toter, I sell more than El Pollo Loco

Emotions up and down like a rollercoaster

I put her sexy ass on the pole, like wanted posters, yeah

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me)

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby (alright)

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me)

(And I'm coastin', poppin')

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby (uh, can't believe it)

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me)

Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby

Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', yeah (uh)