bloodie & sugarhill ddot - hands down lyrics
[intro: sugarhill ddot]
grah+grah
grrah, grah+grah
(ayo lucas, ya heard?)
y’all know the vibes, it’s that lil ddot n+gga ya heard
y’all know the f+cking vibes man
(ayo eliwtf)
[chorus: sugarhill ddot]
hands down, if i don’t got the knocks (grrah) (grrah+grrah boom)
i bet he get beat out his sneaks
like, broad day (grrah)
lil crash, he lucky (grrah+grrah)
i ain’t put him right to sleep (on bro)
f+ck all the rapping, i {?} all the action (grah)
i stay in the field and i’m toting my ratchet (grrah+grrah boom)
call up bloodie, you know that’s the makk
but if i catch a gt, imma clap em (grrah)
[verse 1: sugarhill ddot]
like, i don’t know why they talking on notti
like when we spin through they block (on bro)
it’s a homi
talk on dot, ya ass geting k!lled
better ask for {?} for that name it get real (worda my motha n+gga)
like, two v’s when we spinning through drew (grrrr)
can’t forget lil kurt got shot in his tooth (ahhh+ahhh)
like, (ahhh, ahhh) and the last got hit in his shoulders (ahhh)
so, f+ck it, just roll up a boulder (ahhhh) (matt savv)
[verse 2: bloodie]
like bro he could die (grrah, look)
like, so don’t trip when you slide (ap ap)
bro thought he was sipping, he was drinking that tie (ahh)
bro one shot after shot, tryna hang out the +
ahhhh+haaaaa
so, 88k (grrah)
like let’s go blitz if he smoking on caine
bro throwing shot after shot tryna knock off a +
bro a shot after shot tryna knock off a face
ahhhhh
but it’s still free move (gang) (like)
but he better move (ahhhhh)
like free banga, we know what you do
he was on thotties and thotties (grrah)
he was shaking the room (grrah+grrah boom)
[verse 3: sugarhill ddot]
grrah, grrah bang
like, and i see my target (grrah, grrah, grrah)
like, he can run cause this sh+t not the hardest (ahhhh)
like, ski’d up tryna catch me a shaper
she wanna link cause i’m going r+t+rded (worda my motha n+gga)
[verse 4: bloodie]
(grrah, like)
they know the vibes with us
like he was dissing on notti
had to get on that bus
like, always keep one of them tucked (grrah)
he was dissing on dot, i start wavin my gun
like, see to see bro you know that it’s us (ahhh)
he was running, when i start put him in this blunt (ahhhhh)
(grrah, grrah) (ahhh+ahhhhhh)
like, don’t get no {?} if he don’t got no hits
glass, shatter all over the strip (grrah, look)
he ducking, moving faster than his b+tch (ahhhhh)
we gon up on his block, i don’t care bout no kids (grrah)
(grrah) i’m tryna catch me who this (grrah)
like, now he just dead in this spliff (grah+grah)
[verse 5: sugarhill ddot]
frankie dead (ahhh)
i don’t know why they mention my dead (grah+grah boom)
when i spin through the s, fill em up with led
like, don’t forget that lil smelly is dead (grah+grah boom)
(smellyyyyy)
[chorus: sugarhill ddot]
hands down, if i don’t got the knocks (grrah)
i bet he get beat out his sneaks (grrah+grrah boom)
like, broad day (grrah)
lil crash, he lucky i ain’t put him right to sleep (on bro)
f+ck all the rapping, i {?} all the action
i stay in the field (grrah) and i’m toting my ratchet (grrah boom)
call up bloodie, you know that’s the makk
but if i catch a gt, imma clap em (like) (grrah, grrah) (like) (like)
[outro]
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