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100band. – handle lyrics

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[chorus: youngkd]
cabana, banana
she pour the act in a fanta
i see that p-ssy a camel
kyrie with wrist i got handles
baby i’m too hot to handle
baby i’m too hot to handle
you know i’m lit like a candle
money coming on a daily basis ima stack it up
she know the grammar
she put the act in a fanta
i see that p-ssy a camel
kyrie with wrist i got handles
baby i’m too hot to handle
baby i’m too hot to handle
you know i’m lit like a candle

[verse 1: youngkd]
yeah i’m lit like a bic
you know stan got the stick
got a 100 in the clip
all i wanted was the cash flow
b-tches tell me i’m a -ssh0l-
tell them hoes ion give af
every morning ima live it up
p-ss the fanta ima mix it up
i’m going live (hey) i’m living wild (whoa)
100band. we some rockstars
i’ll f-ck a b-tch on a cop car
i want the paper
i can’t let a n-gga take sh-t from me
stu pickles, you know that a n-gga tote the tommy
(tell em)
wake up, get cake, fly sh-t, soarin’
ima let her whip the foreign
lean on me she gone pour it
got a asian b-tch that look porcelain
you bought the sh-t but can’t afford it
you getting money kinda sorta
smoking pot no porta

[chorus: youngkd]
cabana, banana
she pour the act in a fanta
i see that p-ssy a camel
kyrie with wrist i got handles
baby i’m too hot to handle
baby i’m too hot to handle
you know i’m lit like a candle
money coming on a daily basis ima stack it up
she know the grammar
she put the act in a fanta
i see that p-ssy a camel
kyrie with wrist i got handles
baby i’m too hot to handle
baby i’m too hot to handle
you know i’m lit like a candle

[verse 2: zaggzekee]
pot hot block hot wristw-tch ice pop glock c-cked
no deal still trill bad hoes see me and heart stops
yeaa
it’s da n-gga with da sauce
diamonds water on voss
your main chick at my day show
like da saying go dats your loss
look at my jewels look at my shoes
i know you wonder what it cost
it’s prolly more den you can count
i never worry da amount
keep da pocket rocket
for da underdogs
under dogs gotta make a way
sh-t i feel em cause i feel da same
but you run up on me you gone end today
tony tiger with a icy wrist
frosted flakes in my centerpiece
she popping molly or she sipping lean
leaning moving slower den a centipede
she get outta line dats a penalty
she get fined like a glow up
lights off bet it glow up
b-tches telling me to grow up

[chorus: youngkd]
cabana, banana
she pour the act in a fanta
i see that p-ssy a camel
kyrie with wrist i got handles
baby i’m too hot to handle
baby i’m too hot to handle
you know i’m lit like a candle
money coming on a daily basis ima stack it up
she know the grammar
she put the act in a fanta
i see that p-ssy a camel
kyrie with wrist i got handles
baby i’m too hot to handle
baby i’m too hot to handle
you know i’m lit like a candle