No Handouts lyrics

[Intro]
Ay
f*ck that, nuh-uh

[Chorus]
I ain't holdin' out my hands
Only f*ck that I give is the one inside my pants
We get Gualla, we get dollars, we get racks, we get bands
I done came too f*ckin' far, I ain't holdin' out my hands (f*ck that, nuh-uh)
I-I ain't holdin' out my hands
Only f*ck that I give is the one inside my pants
We get Gualla, we get dollars, we get racks, we get bands
I done came too f*ckin' far, I ain't holdin' out my hands (f*ck that, nuh-uh)

[Verse]
And it ain't nothin' to it
You said that you miss me, b*tch, but you already blew it
You say you gon' ride, n*gga, then you better prove it
I can only tell you how I feel through this music, yeah
I ain't trustin' what they say
b*tch, I'm doin' what I want, don't give a f*ck 'bout what they think
She do Molly, I smokе weed, she drink liquer, I pour drink
I don't wanna kick it with her, plеase, take me to the bank (Bank, bank, bank, bank)
Call her Gucci, Alexis Jordan
R.I.P Lil Peep, let's pop a couple Xans for him
I remember back when we couldn't pay the landlord
Now I'm up, b*tch, expensive sh*t you can't afford (Can't afford)
Why she-, uh, a queen made me
She say ''Watch these b*tches'' 'cause these b*tches want my baby
She say ''Get my money'' and don't let a n*gga play me
I can't be a broke n*gga even if you pay me
And he can have it
But if you let me hit that pus*y, baby, I'ma bag it
You know I keep a pistol and a condom in my jacket
Why you keep on doin' that? You wanna see me grab it (Hol' on)
Never had a daughter, but I always been a daddy (Ay)
I never had a father, all this thuggin' came from mommy (Ay)
All these n*ggas funny, hate these n*ggas with a passion
I'ma smoke this weed to try to keep myself from laughin'
Swear this sh*t was easy how I got this sh*t to happen
I just started workin' when them n*ggas started nappin'
Everybody got a 'Rari, I'ma get a [?] (Skrrt, skrrt)
I kept that sh*t a hunnid when they kept that sh*t a eleven (Fake ass)
[Chorus]
I ain't holdin' out my hands
Only f*ck that I give is the one inside my pants
We get Gualla, we get dollars, we get racks, we get bands
I done came too f*ckin' far, I ain't holdin' out my hands (f*ck that, nuh-uh)
I-I ain't holdin' out my hands
Only f*ck that I give is the one inside my pants
We get Gualla, we get dollars, we get racks, we get bands
I done came too f*ckin' far, I ain't holdin' out my hands (f*ck that, nuh-uh)

[Outro]
Nah
Ay