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gucci mane & young dolph - can't handle me lyrics

yeah! black migo gang

[verse 1: gucci mane]
bentley mulsanne i treat it like a trap car
wooop! wooop! god d-mn that’s a squad car
they gave me life and i’mma try to jump the barbed wire
they pulled it over with the pack, she the fall guy
it’s gu-ap, big dog, you the small guy
i made you dope jump, i try to make the pot cry
i was a snotty nosed brat, that was ’85
you’re partner p-ssy made him come up out his 95’s
and if i choke on the chicken, oh you’ll all die
no shoe strings in my loafers, i got mob ties
get on these number lines and i’m understanding no line
he doing fifty, he may never see the sun shine

[hook: gucci mane]
i can’t let you handle me, i can’t let you handle me
all these b-tches scandalous, i can’t let you handle me
all my n-ggas dangerous, i can’t let you handle me
hotter than a candle be, i can’t let you handle me!
i can’t let you handle me, i can’t let you handle me
all these b-tches scandalous, i can’t let you handle me
all my n-ggas dangerous, i can’t let you handle me
hotter than a candle be, i can’t let you handle me!

[verse 2: young scooter]
i’m the king of the street, the south ain’t big enough
i had to take the throne, he ain’t hood enough
fake rapper, why the f-ck you rap the hood for?
the young n-ggas starving, no that ain’t no pull up
you rather be rich and famous, i rather be rich
cause you could die famous and won’t have sh-t
the street farmers, i put life insurance on bricks
so every time you buy ten, you get an extra ten
stand down, busting juugs, turn me to a super-star
five hundred dollars in the swisher smoking caviar
known as a real street n-gga, that’s who i do it for
me and gucci remix in the kitchen, adding bricks up

[verse 3: young dolph]
oh, i’m countin money in my bachelor plaid chilling
runnin circles round these square -ss n-ggas
selling dope and f-cking hoes
my b-tch say she can’t handle me
at benihana’s use my gucci scarf for f-cking handkerchief
promethazine and kush, that’s my recipe
i sleep walk and count money, n-gga, i don’t go to sleep!
all this designer, oh, how could you not notice me
we’re just sh-tting on the industry like we supposed to be!
my window down my weed lit
i’m fresh as f-ck, yo b-tch with her hair up
in a mini coop goin 150
i hit the gas, i’m turnt up
now, i’m smoking gas, going 160
i heard they’re looking for me, i’m at castalia, n-gga come get me!

- gucci mane young dolph lyrics

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