2 Hands lyrics

[Intro]
Yo what's up Lue
P Dot got that pack!

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, it's mud over liquor, that's the constitution
Catch an opp while he lacking, I'm an opportunist
$30,000 necklace, the watch got mucus
n*ggas cops and be ratting, they hot and Stuie's
She only tell me that she loves me when it's beneficial
Wear my jewelry out in public, yeah, I've been official
n*gga touch one of mine and I'm sending missiles
I'll let this b*tch fly while we're in the venue
I've been backdooring Barkley's, need an intervention
I've been back selling wocki, need a bigger kitchen
We make sure we hit our target, ain't no hit or missing
Bust dweller on my arm, this b*tch jilt and ticking
I get higher than a n*gga finna go to court
I got fire like a n*gga that ain't go to work
I'm so lit 'round this b*tch, I can't go in stores
Swear to God, n*ggas starving, need a bowl and fork
Spent whatever on my fit, this designer fashion
Yeah, n*gga catch me broke, go'n sign my cast
I perform on the stage, got 5, 4 mags
Real CEO, f*ck around, sign my dad
Ain't no rules to this sh*t, I ain't playing fair
Ain't no drugs in the room, I ain't staying there
Only came to the club, I got paid in there
Free my n*gga Jet, I heard he had his way in there
[Hook: Sada Baby]
Now watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
Aye, hm, with the two hands
Watch me push these b*tches off me with the two hands
Aye, aye, with the two hands
A'watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
Hmm, hmm, trap still banging, yeah, I move grams
Watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
I said the trap still -- Aye, aye!

[Verse 2: Sada Baby]
n*ggas homeless, always booling at their mans brib
n*ggas hoes, always talking 'bout what their man said
These Amiri's, n*ggas can't afford my pants leg
If I drop a four it's to the face, I can't share the red
Knock the hair off buddy's head, we won't spare a dread
Seven AK's, five n*ggas in the caravan
No drive by's, blood, park that thang parallel
Hop out that b*tch and show them n*ggas why they scared of us
We might be the richest, toughest n*ggas in America
Every b*tch that got my number be texting me paragraphs
I'ma keep on buying everything that I never had
Big brib, High tech, fountain with a helipad
I'ma keep on buying bricks, 'cause I sell 'em fast
Yo' kids be hitting my sh*t, with yo' jealous ass
Ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah
Pinot mellow bag
Soon's it touch down, me and Wow Man gon' move the bag
I be on them flights, first class, eating Gefilte fish
I be off them percs, f*cking so fast, be done killed the b*tch
Boogie oogie oogie on a b*tch, still get ignorant
Smoking all the cookie in this b*tch, still belligerent
Young b*tch just got her body done, still look innocent
Lean s'posed to have my body numb, still be feeling it
Push them b*tches off me with the two hands, I'm getting it
Get a pint of lean for sixteen, not two bands, I'm feeling it
HUUH
[Hook: Sada Baby]
Now watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
Aye, hm, with the two hands
Watch me push these b*tches off me with the two hands
Aye, aye, with the two hands
A'watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
Hmm, hmm, trap still banging, yeah, I move grams
Watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
I said the trap still -- Aye, aye!

P Dot got that pack!