Roddie Flacco - Can't Be Televised C & S

No i'm never satisfied
This can't be televised
Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper
Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers
You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper
You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap
That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise
Ran up them racks i didn't have a choice
I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing
No i'm never satisfied
This can't be televised
Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper
Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers
You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper
You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap
That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise
Ran up them racks cause i didn't have a choice
I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing
Been on my grind know it took a minute
Know my haters sick they some penicillin
Never took a break
I took it state to state
I had to innovate
Cause the sky is the limit
But fuck it i'm back on my bull shit
I been dripping sauce I been cooling
Bitches sleeping they wasn't choosing me before
But when i walk in them bitches choosing
For them dollars my shooters get lit
Walk in the function i got that hoe lit
She leaving with me but she came here with him
I slam dunk his hoe i ball above the rim
My bitches perky like all of the drugs that i pop
You say you balling we know that you not
They pay me to come to the spot
if not paying I'm not coming cuz I'm all bout my guap
I told you I'm good but I'm better
I might fuck your bitch in a fake Gucci Sweater
Im fly than a feather i got your bitch crushing like velvet
I fuck the first night that i met her
No i'm never satisfied
This can't be televised
Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper
Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers
You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper
You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap
That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise
Ran up them racks i didn't have a choice
I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing
No i'm never satisfied
This can't be televised
Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper
Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers
You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper
You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap
That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise
Ran up them racks cause i didn't have a choice
I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing
The shit that i do you cant see on no tv
Make niggas poof begone just like a genie
Got his bitch at the house and she cooking zucchini
And i ain't jam none that music off that wack ass cd
He dont never want grease he just wrote a peace treaty
And just cuz i dripping get whopped in these yeezy's
Smoking backwood just like a rasta
Rizzo mad max you know I'm a top shotta
Id lie for my goblins with my hand on the bible
All you niggas pussy I can smell you on your cycle
Imma ball on these niggas not talking bout no Micheal
She gone bring me that guap even though i dont like her
No i'm never satisfied
This can't be televised
Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper
Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers
You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper
You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap
That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise
Ran up them racks i didn't have a choice
I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing
No i'm never satisfied
This can't be televised
Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper
Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers
You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper
You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap
That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise
Ran up them racks cause i didn't have a choice
I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing

Written by:
Randarius Ray, Shyrod Anderson

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