thr33 - no handouts lyrics
[intro]
if you play with me, boy, you in trouble
i got two glocks, that double double
that n+gga own bark, he don’t need a muzzle
don’t care about friends, they fake to me
i’m going up so they hatin’ me
they bottin’ me so i don’t grow
ha, i’m still gon’ blow up
i’ma outgrow any n+gga who got jealousy
i’ma keep going, f+ck n+gga, this ain’t the end of me
and i swear to god, these n+ggas wan’ be my enemy
don’t care ’bout them ’cause my enemy me
did this sh+t with no handout, y’all n+ggas gon’ s+ (d+d+dj banned)
yeah, aye
wha?
[verse]
you can’t relate to me
n+gga, you ain’t never been down bad on that block
had to walk in the rain, f+cking up my socks
got f+cked in my head whеn i seen someone shot
i said i’on wanna live this lifе (i don’t)
i said i’on wanna keep driving to wrong road
if you play with my family, b+tch, you know it’s go mode
ain’t selling my soul for a lil’ bit of promo
and i stay to myself, b+tch, i’m dolo
she eat me up, she say, “delicioso!”
and i’m duckin’ away from the po+po
these n+ggas scared of me, i keep that mac+aroo
you not a threat, lil’ bro, i’m not attacking you
yo’ baby bouncing on me like a kangaroo
talking that sh+t, boy, you finna get spanked
might bring my key tonight, b+tch, i’ma shank
give ’em concussion, that boy cannot think
he wanna go band for band, i’m at the bank
b+tch, i’m moving heavy weight just like a tank
b+tch, i’m finna turn up, i’m finna go crank
watch how you look at me, p+ssy (on god)
that boy keep on showing off, you want a cookie???
i’m finna beat a n+gga, he a rookie
we finna slide, boy, i got the drop
he tryna fight a n+gga, gettin’ popped
get ho’s before money, but i rather not
my money get tall, n+gga, like yao ming
this choppa gon’ yell, this choppa gon’ scream
before last year, b+tch, i got the beam
hm, yeah, b+tch, you can’t k!ll me, i ain’t dying
n0body asked me if i’m fine
i’m worried ’bout me, b+tch, i stay in line
[chorus]
if you play with me, boy, you in trouble
i got two glocks, that double double
that n+gga own bark, he don’t need a muzzle
don’t care about friends, they fake to me
i’m going up so they hatin’ me
they bottin’ me so i don’t grow
ha, i’m still gon’ blow up
i’ma outgrow any n+gga who got jealousy
i’ma keep going, f+ck n+gga, this ain’t the end of me
and i swear to god, these n+ggas wan’ be my enemy
don’t care ’bout them ’cause my enemy me
did this sh+t with no handout, y’all n+ggas gon’ see
i’ma climb to the top like a muh’f+ckin’ tree
[outro]
i love dj gren8de
you can’t relate to me
n+gga, you ain’t never been down bad on that block
had to walk in the rain, f+cking up my socks
got f+cked in my head when i seen someone shot
i said i’on wanna live this life (i don’t)
i said i’on wanna keep driving to wrong road
if you play with my family, b+tch, you know it’s go mode
ain’t selling my soul for a lil’ bit of promo
and i stay to myself, b+tch, i’m dolo
she eat me up, she say, “delicioso!”
and i’m duckin’ away from the po+po
these n+ggas scared of me, i keep that mac+aroo
you not a threat, lil’ bro, i’m not attacking you
yo’ baby bouncing on me like a kanga+
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