no handouts ft. BoriRock Lyrics

Bitch I don't need no handouts, cause I am the man now

Known in my city, you know that I stand out

Spitting that shit that you just can not handle (uh)

Flipping it just like a sandal

I build it up, break it down, and dismantle

You would've thought that I had it all planned out

Bitch I'm the shit, if you didn't get the memo

Got a slim thick yin with the fat toes

I'll lick on her feet, and her asshole

She belongs to the streets, don't be mad bro

Got along with the zingz, cause the cash flow

1st and the 15th when I get clean

Thirsty bitch fiend, can't get nothing from me

Make a bad bitch buss like a AR15

When my bag do come, don't claim you know me

Ion know you niggas, don't know you bitches

Ion owe you niggas, don't owe you bitches

Goofy lil' niggas tryna fuck my women

Unwavy muh fucka, we be laughing at ya pictures

Bitch let me slide, she ain't ask for permission

Ya'll niggas bout' to fall off, that's my premonition

Only time you seen a key was in the ignition

Link my nigga kei, this a wavy transition

Bitch I don't need no handouts, cause I am the man now

Known in my city, you know that I stand out

Spitting that shit that you just can not handle (uh)

Flipping it just like a sandal

I build it up, break it down, and dismantle

You would've thought that I had it all planned out

Bitch I'm the shit, if you didn't get the memo

Lil' ass shorty from the Bean, so that mean you know that I'm wicked

Bitch you want to know how I'm living

I'm bout to run up this money, I'm getting these digits

Know how I pull up and switch it

Watching my movement cause I'm getting to it, I'm turning and I'm in my pivot

You just don't get it

Bitches been talking that shit since a jit, straight from the beginning

I'm really with it

(Ooh, ooh)

Like it, this shit is expensive

And I ain't talking bout swag

I'm talking bout' when I pull up in the Cad, windows tinted

And it's authentic

They know I handle my business

I start it, then I'm gonna finish

And if you ask how I do it, I wish that I knew it

I just know that a shorty gifted

Bitch I don't need no handouts, cause I am the man now

Known in my city, you know that I stand out

Spitting that shit that you just can not handle (uh)

Flipping it just like a sandal

I build it up, break it down, and dismantle

You would've thought that I had it all planned out

Bitch I'm the shit, if you didn't get the memo