Front Hand Back Hand
Ever since a young man
Never took shit from no man
Front hand, back hand to the gunman
Van damn, sun tan, no we not fam
You
Ever seen the blood drip
Swift kick to the lip when they talk shit
Autopilot cock pit when we pop it
Paint balls hit bitch, in a stick shift
I
Ever since the north side
83 we skirt when the sun dried
She slurp she flirt, when the birds fly
My mind aint fine, but she don't mind
You
Ever seen a low life
Take lives in the night, at the stop light
Light white, breathe black like apartheids
Brain fucked up, blunted an alumni
High school fool, drowning in a swimming pool
Word to all the liquor, the zippers in my stool
Sicker the average mother fucker in the room
Get me my machete
Ooh
You can't tell me nothing I be stunting with my bitch
My mentality been Genghis Khan since my first hit
Middle finger extended no rollie on my wrist
So if you talking nonsense then this fist gone hit your lips
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
Ever since my life
Started I been heartless with an R5
1 more don't lie, let it pop by
Pop eyes, with the wrist when I walk by
Ever since my eyes
Lost color I don't see, but I know lies
More flies, more shit, man of course I
Notice all of them commit to my right side
Ever seen cocaine
Blow brains for fame funny no stains
No one payed attention then
No one knows names
Marked down more graves and the soul stays
Ever seen no pain
No way, no shame in the hoes brain
Don't claim Cobain less you from rain
No sun, no shame, this the world mane
I don't need innocence
I just need a bit of this
I just let the venom sit instead of hit a sedative
My blood know me
Know I'm better when it cold and lonely
My blood show me
No love fucked up, know no no homie
You can't tell me nothing I be stunting with my bitch
My mentality been Genghis Khan since my first hit
Middle finger extended no rollie on my wrist
So if you talking nonsense then this fist gone hit your lips
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
Never took shit from no man
Front hand, back hand to the gunman
Van damn, sun tan, no we not fam
You
Ever seen the blood drip
Swift kick to the lip when they talk shit
Autopilot cock pit when we pop it
Paint balls hit bitch, in a stick shift
I
Ever since the north side
83 we skirt when the sun dried
She slurp she flirt, when the birds fly
My mind aint fine, but she don't mind
You
Ever seen a low life
Take lives in the night, at the stop light
Light white, breathe black like apartheids
Brain fucked up, blunted an alumni
High school fool, drowning in a swimming pool
Word to all the liquor, the zippers in my stool
Sicker the average mother fucker in the room
Get me my machete
Ooh
You can't tell me nothing I be stunting with my bitch
My mentality been Genghis Khan since my first hit
Middle finger extended no rollie on my wrist
So if you talking nonsense then this fist gone hit your lips
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
Ever since my life
Started I been heartless with an R5
1 more don't lie, let it pop by
Pop eyes, with the wrist when I walk by
Ever since my eyes
Lost color I don't see, but I know lies
More flies, more shit, man of course I
Notice all of them commit to my right side
Ever seen cocaine
Blow brains for fame funny no stains
No one payed attention then
No one knows names
Marked down more graves and the soul stays
Ever seen no pain
No way, no shame in the hoes brain
Don't claim Cobain less you from rain
No sun, no shame, this the world mane
I don't need innocence
I just need a bit of this
I just let the venom sit instead of hit a sedative
My blood know me
Know I'm better when it cold and lonely
My blood show me
No love fucked up, know no no homie
You can't tell me nothing I be stunting with my bitch
My mentality been Genghis Khan since my first hit
Middle finger extended no rollie on my wrist
So if you talking nonsense then this fist gone hit your lips
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
I got that front hand
Back hand
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Writer(s): Lalion
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