[Intro]
If you play with me, boy, you in trouble
I got two Glocks, that double double
That nigga 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 nigga who got jealousy
I'ma keep going, fuck nigga, this ain't the end of me
And I swear to God, these niggas wan' be my enemy
Don't care 'bout them 'cause my enemy me
Did this shit with no handout, y'all niggas gon' s- (D-D-D-DJ Banned)
Yeah, aye
Wha?
[Verse]
You can't relate to me
Nigga, you ain't never been down bad on that block
Had to walk in the rain, fucking up my socks
Got fucked 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 the wrong road
If you play with my family, bitch, you know it's go mode
Ain't selling my soul just for a lil' bit of promo
And I stay to myself, bitch, I'm Dolo
She eat me up, she say, "Delicioso!"
And I'm duckin' away from the Po-Po
These niggas 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 shit, boy, you finna get spanked
Might bring my key tonight, bitch, I'ma shank
Give 'em concussion, that boy cannot think
He wanna go band for band, I'm at the bank
Bitch, I'm moving heavy weight just like a tank
Bitch, I'm finna turn up, I'm finna go crank
Watch how you look at me, PUSSY (On GOD)
That boy keep on showing off, you want a cookie???
I'm finna beat a nigga, he a rookie
We finna slide, boy, I got the drop
He tryna fight a nigga, gettin' popped
Get ho's before money, but I rather not
My money get tall, nigga, like Yao Ming
This choppa gon' yell, this choppa gon' scream
Before last year, bitch, I got the beam
Hm, yeah, Bitch, you can't kill me, I ain't dying
Nobody asked me if I'm fine
I'm worried 'bout me, bitch, I stay in line
[Chorus]
If you play with me, boy, you in trouble
I got two Glocks, that double double
That nigga 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 nigga who got jealousy
I'ma keep going, fuck nigga, this ain't the end of me
And I swear to God, these niggas wan' be my enemy
Don't care 'bout them 'cause my enemy me
Did this shit with no handout, y'all niggas gon' see
I'ma climb to the top like a muh'fuckin' tree
[Outro]
I love DJ GREN8DE
You can't relate to me
Nigga, you ain't never been down bad on that block
Had to walk in the rain, fucking up my socks
Got fucked 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, bitch, you know it's go mode
Ain't selling my soul for a lil' bit of promo
And I stay to myself, bitch, I'm Dolo
She eat me up, she say, "Delicioso!"
And I'm duckin' away from the Po-po
These niggas 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-
No Handouts was written by thr33.
No Handouts was produced by perc40.
thr33 released No Handouts on Sat Dec 24 2022.