Can’t Handle It lyrics

[Verse 1: SahBabii]
Pistol to his face, you can't handle it
Glock up on my waist, extended clip
And my goons they gon' handle it
And my goons they gon' handle it
I got your b*tch up in the back and she takin' di*k
I nutted on her lip then I killed that b*tch
Best believe I let that chopper rip
AK-47, Call of Duty grip

[Chorus: SahBabii]
Pistol to his face, you can't handle it
Glock up on my waist, extended clip
And my goons they gon' handle it
And my goons they gon' handle it
Got your b*tch up in the back taking all the di*k
I nutted on her lip then I killed that b*tch
'Cause my n*ggas on that goon sh*t
'Cause my n*ggas on that goon sh*t

[Post-Chorus: SahBabii]
Y'all ain't gang banging sh*t
Y'all ain't gang banging sh*t
You pus*y motherf*ckers can't handle it
Glock up on my waist, extended clip
[Verse 2: SahBabii]
n*ggas talking sh*t got tied up
Ran up in my face got fried up
I shot him with the K blew his mind up
Yo' b*tch up on the floor giving mind up
Yo' b*tch known for that di*k sucking
Yo' b*tch known for that di*k choking
And my n*ggas long stroking
And my n*ggas long stroking
You pus*y motherf*ckers can't see me
Even if a n*gga was in 3D
I'm popping out this b*tch
Van just pulled up and I'm popping out that b*tch

[Chorus: SahBabii]
Pistol to his face, you can't handle it
Glock up on my waist, extended clip
And my goons they gon' handle it
And my goons they gon' handle it
Got your b*tch up in the back taking all the di*k
I nutted on her lip then I killed that b*tch
'Cause my n*ggas on that goon sh*t
'Cause my n*ggas on that goon sh*t

[Verse 3: Twan Da Don]
I told my lil' partner hit my line and I'm gon' handle that
Pull up in something random black and burn him like some candle wax
Dismantle cats who don't think trying me is a gamble
That's not the case at all, I leave you lumped up like a camel's back
I been on that goon sh*t since day one and still live
Bipolar chopper it will flip out on you real quick
Seven rounds will make you lose seven pounds like Will Smith
Wrap you up and live you under a tree like a real gift
I got your b*tch up in the back doing everything
She f*cked my whole squad so she did everything
I got her wrapped around my finger like a wedding ring
So that mean she do whatever I say 'cause I don't play no games
[Chorus: SahBabii]
Pistol to his face, you can't handle it
Glock up on my waist, extended clip
And my goons they gon' handle it
And my goons they gon' handle it
I got your b*tch up in the back and she takin' di*k
I nutted on her lip then I killed that b*tch
'Cause my n*ggas on that goon sh*t
'Cause my n*ggas on that goon sh*t

[Post-Chorus: SahBabii]
Y'all ain't gang banging sh*t
Y'all ain't gang banging sh*t
You pus*y motherf*ckers can't handle it
AK-47, Call of Duty grip