Hands Up lyrics
by Che
[Verse]
Yeah, I got your light, yeah, come swing by, yeah
Yeah, I'm comin' hot, yeah, ooh, b*tch, too hot (Yeah)
b*tch, you just started lyin', I do-I don't like lies, ha
Think, think, put your mind into it, you'll get by (Yeah)
An-anything you put your mind into, you'll get right, yeah (Wah, wah, wah)
I might have to shoot your mind in too, with that 9, yeah
Okay, we gon' kill you tonight, yeah
Balenci' then shop for my Sprite, yeah
And every time into the night, I'm reminded everybody gettin' by
I-I advise that everybody get high
'Til your hands up, yeah, to the sky
Plenty dancers, yeah, tonight
Play your anthem, yeah, tonight
Say I'm handsomе, yeah, that's right
We throw the bands up, yеah, they get right
We throw the bands up, yeah, they get right
'Cause you'll get left if you get right (Ayy)
Yeah, call it contraband, ha (Woo)
I might throw a tantrum, yeah (Yeah)
Know I'm ballin' red, ha (Red)
You gon' boil his ass, yeah (What? What? What? What?)
With that fifty mag, ha (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
b*tch tried to put me to the test, I'm not so good with passin' (Yeah)
Shoes, they always lacin', I'm trippin', I'm off a acid (Yeah)
Macho Man, yeah, contraband, this my last time (Yeah)
I been on Facebook, your f*ckin' ass or a trash can
Old ass n*gga, yeah, oh, uh, your so washed, straight out the backend