Hands Up! (Pico Results Excellent Theme) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Pass the mic, I'm droppin’ hits
Like I'm droppin' calls in conferences
I don’t give a damn who I rap against
I don't need to flex, I know I'm the sh*t
I be droppin' shells in parkin' lots
Tryna make my bag and not get caught
I only got one shot (One shot), make it count
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands up (Put your hands up), woo

[Chorus]
Ayy, if you're feelin’ me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you’re feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh
Ayy, if you’re feelin' me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh

[Verse 2]
Come up and get down
Smoke come from my peace pipe, rockin’ my Chanel
Double C, back to back, let's break it down
Enemies passing out, chin on the ground
You know you like a pretty boy, you know you like a pretty boy
But when I rap ugly, flies drop
And I'm influencing your style like a psyop
I be turnin' your boo to a cyclops (That's a c*m joke)
Two hands, no need for gun control
Southpaw and your face look like pozole, ayy
You could never do what I do
Square up, I can take you and your goons
See the body chalk live on the news
Got my money, green chartreuse
True (That's true)
That's true
[Chorus]
Ayy, if you're feelin' me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh
Ayy, if you're feelin' me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh
Ayy, if you're feelin' me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh
Ayy, if you're feelin' me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh

[Verse 3]
Shells fly like I hopped on a turtle
Ammo me llamo, shoot a target, eyes closed
I'm Zorro, I get puss in these boots, man
Enough Toni Braxton, expert with a match, and
Spitting on the track (Huck, ptoo), kiss my ass
You ain't never seen this cash, and I do make stacks
I been movin' and I'm hotter than a pot
Of Buldak ramen and I'm rhymin', so I guess I'm the top
Cream of the crop, macho as I rhyme, you a fan
But if you not, prepare to feel this elbow drop
Trigger click at your chest, make your clavicle pop
No Nirvana, guess you'll see your next birthday
No contest, they got the word-play, sippin' Sprite like I'm thirsty
Should've never messed with me in the first place
You a pop fly, and I'm stealin' home plate
Red hair, yes sir, got more hoes than Brazzers
[Chorus]
Ayy, if you're feelin' me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh
Ayy, if you're feelin' me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh
Ayy, if you're feelin' me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh
Ayy, if you're feelin' me right now, put your hands up, ayy
If you're feelin' me right now, put your hands in the sky, huh