Handball lyrics

[Intro]
Mh, mh
Call me Dirty Dan, smokin' Megaman
Smokin'-, chrr, chrr, mh
(Get out the way, get out the way)
(Ask that n*gga to stay out the way)

[Verse 1]
Man, her ass so big, had to ask that b*tch if that was shots
I got so much sh*t upon me, man, I feel like Travis Scott
Member sellin' bags then makin' raps, now I got them knots
Man, I did the bag but they ain't won't get me back, like my pops
I got new ah foreign Glocks, I just bustdown my watch
Ain't me 'n' my n*ggas going down for sh*t, most my n*ggas put yall on Fox
We just creeped up on your block then, skrr, skrr, then ditch the cops
Man I feel like YourRage, the way a n*gga go bar for bar
They won't get me, f*ck the law, they can feel me smoking 'za
My boy chillin' with [?] and park yo' b*tch, she dropped her jaw
They make that I pass out, I ain't ever ask yall
If you want sumn just stand tall, I'on play no handball

[Outro]
Vrrh, vrrh, vrrh, vrrh, what
Holy sh*t, I'm incredible!