NO HANDS

I paint a perfect picture
I'm with ya 'til I'm up now
Feds is tryna get ya
I'm rollin' with my bust down
Dutches never Swishers
I'm rolling up a blunt now
Made a couple figures
I'm running in my uptowns

Uh, everything I want I'ma get it when I want
I'ma shoot a chump every time he tryna talk
I don't give a fuck. Bitch I'm loading up the pump
Fucking on your bitch, yeah she love it when I stunt

See my enemies yeah they plotting on my downfall
G Star Jeans and I'm feeling like an outlaw
Couple magazines in the clip, making the ground hot
They don't like me, so they keep it with the sound off
With my glick (right)
Pull up with a stick (yeah)
Make it rip (yeah)
Razor ripstick (yeah)
With my glick (right)
Pull up with a stick (yeah)
Make it rip (yeah)
Razor ripstick (yeah)

Bad bitch type thick let me taste her
When I turn up to the club, turn the bass up
Let me grab you from the waist and change the pace up
I need a bitch who's not afraid to put it in my face yuh
She gone clap clap clap aye no hands
She like it when I grab her ass and keep her throat clamped
She ain't into no normal kind of romance
She like to lick it till she make all of my toes dance

I put my foot down
Gun metal bust out
Club bumping. Bad bitch walk out with her bust out
Bitch get the fuck out
I know that you ain't fucking with the clique. You just fucking us
Shut your mouth and put it on my dick. I got a nut to bust
Yeah I get it really
I'd much rather pass out the OG than popping pills
You fuck niggas gassing him OD they had to kill him
And if he touch my cash or my homies then I'ma kill him



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Writer(s): Luis Roman
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