No Hands lyrics

by

289Shawty



[Intro: 289Shawty]
Fari, is-is that you?
Ooh, ooh
(If you not on that OTM sh*t then you a gay b*tch, 289Shawty is my n*gga, we tighter than a dreadlock, no kizzy)

[Pre-Chorus: 289shawty]
Pouring up four's in my crib (Yeah), pouring up four's in the whip
I'm at the bando, ballin' out like Randle (For real)
She want my handle, she tryna use no hands, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Streets said the b*tch got a man (Let's go), send the b*tch back like Bam (Let's go, Fari gon' get to the bag)

[Chorus: 289shawty]
Send that sh*t back like Bam (Like Bam), send that sh*t back like Bam Adebayo
I ain't gon' put no b*tch name in my bio
Hoes be trippin', they way too wild
Send that sh*t back like Bam (Like Bam), send that sh*t back like Bam
'Member whеn that b*tch ain't f*ck with me, now I got it like, damn
b*tch, I woke up likе the man, I don't got no time, only for them bands
I got Tayoh in the stu', countin' bands, n*gga, we don't play no pretend, yeah
And I don't even know this girl name, but she do it with no hands, yeah (For real)
Getting used to it, it's part of the job to f*ck on some fans, yeah (n*gga, let's go, ooh)

[Post-Chorus: 289shawty, MG Magna]
You know I been on my sh*t, let's go (Man, I'm on my sh*t)
Mama ain't raise no ho (She ain't raise no ho)
That's for sure (That's for sure)
Two bad hoes countin' all my dough
One of them is so freaky she wan' top me on the floor 'cause my flow
Man, that's someone daughter, that lil' b*tch a ho, woah (Woah, lets go, woah)
[Verse: MG Magna, 289Shawty, Both]
Yeah, we steady racking, b*tch gon' get to lacking, we next up (Next up)
They gon' watch it stacking, why the keep on asking, "Are you up?"
Pour my double cup, yeah, you know what's up, I'm like, "What?"
Yeah, my b*tches tough, why you lookin' stuck? Yeah, we up (n*gga, let's go)
Yeah, she freaky with no hands, baby, don't you understand? (Understand)
I been feeling like the man, yeah, she suck me on command (Ooh)
289 and MG Magna always tryna chase the bands
We out running from the fans, sold that b*tch, we goin' Bam
Going Bam, woah (b*tch, Bam, fah, fah)
And I never understand why these n*ggas gonna hate on me if I've been bringing plans
Yeah, they hating on my grind, you out of time, you just a stan
Told that ho, "Come get yo' mans"
Got that ho from Costa Rica, yeah, she kind of tastin' Rica (Yeah, yeah)
Why she always tryna meet up?
Tryna scoop you in the seater (Yeah, yeah)
f*ck with me, I grab my heater
n*ggas thinking I'm a cheater
On my mama, I don't need her
Get the bag then I don't see her (Yeah)
Yeah, what's up? (Woah), woah (Yeah, yeah)
I don't need yo' ho
Milly rock, we go on top, I ain't gon' stop, I'm just a leader
Get some guap (Talk to 'em, Tayoh), she givin' top, I ain't gon' stop, my money greener, yeah (Money greener, let's go)

[Chorus: 289shawty]
Send that sh*t back like Bam (Like Bam), send that sh*t back like Bam Adebayo
I ain't gon' put no b*tch name in my bio
Hoes be trippin', they way too wild
Send that sh*t back like Bam (Like Bam), send that sh*t back like Bam
'Member when that b*tch ain't f*ck with me, now I got it like, damn
b*tch, I woke up like the man, I don't got no time, only for them bands
I got Tayoh in the stu', countin' bands, n*gga, we don't play no pretend, yeah
And I don't even know this girl name, but she do it with no hands, yeah (For real)
Getting used to it, it's part of the job to f*ck on some fans, yeah (n*gga, let's go)
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