Hands On
Ain't have no handouts, when I'm up gotta put my mans on
Heard the block get hot so I grab my strap when I put my pants on
Don't need nobody to move that work they know I'm hands on
Send me a track and get you a verse to get it ran on
I had to grind to get it
Trapped off a pound of midget
3-5 in the Backwood had me three high in a Honda Civic
VVS in my new chain make 'em reach high if they tryin' to get it
Screech out in that new thing with the blew brains going a mile a minute
Tryin' to get them M's like a Maserati
My bitch bad but want a brand new body
Had plenty hard times found a way up out them
Saftey on my nine but ain't nothing safe about him
Niggas making them loose threats ain't really down to go spin
Glock on the side like we siamese and I'm riding around with my twin
We could take twelve on a high speed I ain't crashing in this Benz
Lil' shawty really ain't my speed had to pass her to my mans
Ain't have no handouts, when I'm up gotta put my mans on
Heard the block get hot so I grab my strap when I put my pants on
Don't need nobody to move that work they know I'm hands on
Send me a track and get you a verse to get it ran on
I had to grind to get it
Trapped off a pound of midget
3-5 in the Backwood had me three high in a Honda Civic
VVS in my new chain make 'em reach high if they tryin' to get it
Screech out in that new thing with the blew brains going a mile a minute
Heard the block get hot so I grab my strap when I put my pants on
Don't need nobody to move that work they know I'm hands on
Send me a track and get you a verse to get it ran on
I had to grind to get it
Trapped off a pound of midget
3-5 in the Backwood had me three high in a Honda Civic
VVS in my new chain make 'em reach high if they tryin' to get it
Screech out in that new thing with the blew brains going a mile a minute
Tryin' to get them M's like a Maserati
My bitch bad but want a brand new body
Had plenty hard times found a way up out them
Saftey on my nine but ain't nothing safe about him
Niggas making them loose threats ain't really down to go spin
Glock on the side like we siamese and I'm riding around with my twin
We could take twelve on a high speed I ain't crashing in this Benz
Lil' shawty really ain't my speed had to pass her to my mans
Ain't have no handouts, when I'm up gotta put my mans on
Heard the block get hot so I grab my strap when I put my pants on
Don't need nobody to move that work they know I'm hands on
Send me a track and get you a verse to get it ran on
I had to grind to get it
Trapped off a pound of midget
3-5 in the Backwood had me three high in a Honda Civic
VVS in my new chain make 'em reach high if they tryin' to get it
Screech out in that new thing with the blew brains going a mile a minute
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Writer(s): Joel White
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