Hand

Fightin' a case for the blick, still ain't worried bout shit, back by demand LAPD on my dick, thought I'd plea out and just sit, not in the plan Livin' my life catchin' these flights, thought on my mind, where should I land? Fuck all the hype, really I'm tight sleepin' on me, off more than a 'Xan Everyone had 'em a chance, now ya time is up, look at the sand Wonder why she wanna like, get double tapped on sight, like it's the Gram Bet situations straightened, every single time we spin a bend Heard they wanted some smoke, way it blow, 'lil boys turn into fans Get put to bed talkin' mighty Tuck in my sons good nighty Shit you sell no one buying Ain't on display so don't try me Struck like deer seein' high beams Ice in my veins no I.V.s Like pussy in twos Siamese Runnin' this shit high knees All of these bands can't fit in my pants, hold in my hands Fuck up a bag, with all of that ass she got in my hand Bendin' the strip, hear Skrrt from the whip, 'cause I got the hand I never trip, 'cause it'll get lit if I wave a hand Know you a joke, if yo family broke and you ain't gone lend 'em a hand Why would I hunt for a bird, already got one in both of my hands Gotta go learn, it's no way that I can hold all of y'all hands Don't try to merge or swerve into my lane, that's forcin' my hand You live on a block of any the ops, already know we is not friends If you threw smut on my name, you better not ever try reach for my hand Thought the backdoor was open, peeped it was locked when he tried again If he ain't stand up and sturdy, tell me, how can he claim he a man Feelin' my bop, she takin' her shot, lovin' how I hit my dance She give the mawk I'm punchin' the clock, I ain't got time for romance Lately a date is me workin' late, I rarely got time on my hands Thinkin' of times the Paype made me wait, I can't even count on one hand Ain't no debate, if ain't Paype It's out the way, I cannot chase I can't relate if you a fake Gimme some space, fuck out my face Trust and believe, I peep a snake He Slytherin, Professor Snape Hawks in the wing laid in the wake Divin' right in soon he take the bait All of these bands can't fit in my pants, hold in my hands Fuck up a bag, with all of that ass she got in my hand Bendin' the strip, hear Skrrt from the whip, 'cause I got the hand I never trip, 'cause it'll get lit if I wave a hand Know you a joke, if 'yo family broke and you ain't gone lend 'em a hand Why would I hunt for a bird, already got one in both of my hands Gotta go learn, it's no way that I can hold all of y'all hands Don't try to merge or swerve into my lane, you forcin' my hand