Hand in Hand

[Hook]
They go hand in hand
The rap and the trap
But I can't go back to the can
Cah I'm in love with the fans
But a hand to hand's how I really go and get my bands
Sittin' down mad in a dusty pad, cooked up on my plan
Now I'm back with a bang
That's more cash, more waps
Give thanks to the cats, and I deffo can't forget my fans
Real rap, no cap

[Verse 1]
I remember started on a Q
Now I double that on my shoes, rude
Boxes and kilos
Just got a call for 3 no Migos
We no see low
Shots like [?]
On the D-low, fiends tho, ay
Sapph' bro reload
I remember started on a Q
Now I double that on my shoes, rude
Boxes and kilos
Just got a call for 3 no Migos
We no see low
Shots like [?]
On the D-low, fiends tho, ay
Sapph' bro reload

[Verse 2]
I get mad, bro I'm sick with it
Roll, let's risk don't tick
Bro I'm dripped in it, drippy ting
Pick’n’Mix, Balmain rippy ting
On my shirt, double G's
Double P's on my neck, slip
I take risks, make packs shapeshift
Come like Tetris, the way man break bricks
On my shirt, double G's
Double P's on my neck, slip
I take risks, make packs shapeshift
Come like Tetris, the way man break bricks

[Hook]
They go hand in hand
The rap and the trap
But I can't go back to the can
Cah I'm in love with the fans
But a hand to hand's how I really go and get my bands
Sittin' down mad in a dusty pad, cooked up on my plan
Now I'm back with a bang
That's more cash, more waps
Give thanks to the cats, and I deffo can't forget my fans
Real rap, no cap

[Verse 3]
Double up, bring it back
Bubble wrap, sling packs
I love me a hand in hand
But I can't go back to the slammer
Jailhouse banger, but I'm hearing I can make it in rap
Bare trap, they ain't seen 10 bags
I was 14 tryna get down man
And run up them bands
Don't force it, that drip awkward
Saucin' anytime I'm walkin'
I put faith in my Lyca same faith in my mic
Came a long way from a punctured bike
Now it's rocks and ice, they're lovin' the price
Same way catty's lovin' my shine
Whips all German EO
Used to take my shank up to free throw
And pray that I see them
They go hand in hand
The wrap and the trap
Which way will I go?, it's all mad

[Hook]
They go hand in hand
The rap and the trap
But I can't go back to the can
Cah I'm in love with the fans
But a hand to hand's how I really go and get my bands
Sittin' down mad in a dusty pad, cooked up on my plan
Now I'm back with a bang
That's more cash, more waps
Give thanks to the cats, and I deffo can't forget my fans
Real rap, no cap