Too Hot To Handle lyrics
by Tyler, The Creator
[Verse 1]
All these cold b*tches with their stone hearts
Bringing in the who what and throwing darts
The Gossip, that hot sh*t, miss me with that bull
Horns poke holes, two holes, below the ho
Neither worth my damn time
Only just to bust a nut
[Verse 2]
sh*t getting too hot to handle
Crush under sandals
Little bug sh*t
Just isn’t worth it
Half of the time the one hole is all I need
And at least the other ain’t spreading seed
sh*t grows under my track rec–
[Outro]
Nah, nah, that ain’t goin‘ anywhere
Scrap that sh*t, take it off