DAPS, HANDSHAKES & HUGS

Woah
Daps, handshakes, hugs
Daps, handshakes, hugs
Look, aye

You cannot do what I do, man, I'm checking the credits
Man, you niggas better dead it
Lately feeling so replenished
On my free time, I play tennis
Couldn't be there for her birthday
But I sent her tickets to meet me in Paris
Breakfast is up in the terrace
'Cause I don't like strangers inside of my premise
Plus it goes with the aesthetics
Look, I used to wish for a lotta things
And like my women, they all came
Trynna compete gonna cause pain
'Cause your flow is aight, your crib is aight
Your whip is aight, your life is aight
Half of y'all fighting for conjugal rights
You never on top, must be scared of heights

Yeah, now I know why they afraid of me, dog
Question the pen but depend on me, dog
They just be needing some therapy dog, dog, dog
Daps, handshakes, hugs, tryna steal energy, dog
I just make sure they remember me, dog
Then I turn them into, "Who?"

I did that, these and those, lotta things
Stop comparing me to, shit. who?
Damn, what's his name?
Please, don't get it mixed up, he's a filler
I pull up on charts and niggas come down like a stripper
(Yeah, they dancing)
Bank only get bigger, bitch, I been up (Never landing)
Tryna catch a slip-up but my niggas (Never lacking)
I'm the type to wipe you off the scene, leave it clean
Then just get to joking with my team, bitch, I'm mean

Yeah, now I know why they afraid of me, dog
Question the pen but depend on me, dog
They just be needing some therapy dog, dog, dog
Daps, handshakes, hugs tryna steal energy, dog
I just make sure they remember me, dog
Then I turn them into, "Who?"

Who, who, who, who?
Who, who, who, who?
Who, who, who, who?
Who, who, who, who?



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Ismael Teixeira
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