​Handoff lyrics

by

Slump6s


[Verse]
Yeah, yeah come and show them bands off
n*gga cool, but this little b*tch just took her pants off
Im'a pass her to my twin, thats a hand off
My little twin gon' do that [?] for me, with no problem, yeah
I'm in f*cking Prada spending top dollar, yeah
Made a couple bands off of laptop, yeah (yeah)
Get these racks comming in non-stop, yeah, yeah
Try a bag out this [?]
This little hoe tryn' talk about how I live, but she got no job
Screaming "f*ck the oppositions", thats why they broke now
When I heard that news about my twin, I damn near broke down
Hop outside that two door, tinted window, put that scope on em'
Twin stay with a FN, if you want smoke then its no problem
Smoke gas in L.A, hitting my plug always got that dope on him
Yeah, I just bought this hoe [?], got this hoe crying, n*gga like some [?]
I ain't never got too much to say, but the way I talk sh*t made this hoe poppin'
Walk around with extended K's, and you talk down turn it to a light show
I got hot so I told her I love her, had to say I f*cked up, was a typo
And I only smoke big J, if this sh*t skimp, n*gga we dont like that
Heard a n*gga talk down on my name, we'll take a rip, n*gga get your life back
(And I just-)
Hopped out the f*cking range
I got kids n*gga I'm a grown man
And I had to tell the little b*tch I'm just tryna' to hit, ian with the romance
And the little n*gga talking sh*t, [?], n*gga he a b*tch
Hoe trying to double back again, cause she see Eliantte on the wrist, uh
When them bullets fly n*gga better [?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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