Hands Free Lyrics

I can't tote no strap bitch I'm too schizophrenic

I see ghosts then you see ghosts, all blacked out, Marilyn Manson

Allergic to broke nigga dap, you can't touch where my hands be

Shoulda never got that dance, took a toll, hands free

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I just been saving the world

Not asking for credit

Just know it's a jet not a plane

Diamond been filling in for my emotional lapses

She know this world drive me insane

Why you be dressing up that little food on yo table

No condiments I want it plain

I washed away all my sins, still ain't been to church

It's nothing there for me to gain

Greatest thing that you can ever do, stunt on them niggas that doubted and be an influence

Shit that's why 30 he in my top 5, not the one on the warriors

Shoot out the roof

Best recognize who gone be the one do it

Got Devin booker hanging w Tyler ulis

And it's always been blood over water

Lately my water

Looking like fruit punch

Man this shit was supposed to be out back in April

I went and marched on a few months

And my brother just told me the roaches burning thru his pockets

Then rolled him like two blunts

Shit they say anything worth some take time

Guess that's why I'm still here

I can't chill til my mama pull up in a whatsaname

Say let's go shopping for chandeliers

Throw a track together

No John Deere

Coulda been graduated, I'm Kanye

If you ever see this lil nigga with a big face

Know I'm doing just fine like Wanya

Dawg it's so many fraudulent claims that ran through my mind

They told me that crime pays

I ain't know that shit was commission

Lil homie just stay on yo mission

I can't tote no strap bitch I'm too schizophrenic

I see ghosts then you see ghosts, all blacked out, Marilyn Manson

Allergic to broke nigga dap, you can't touch where my hands be

Shoulda never got that dance, took a toll, hands free

(The money gone come just dance baby)

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If I break you off please

Don't judge me

I stopped loving young, so I gotta be where the love be

Everything come easy, when you take it easy

I was never stressed

Swapping jerseys with retired players

Fuck Mitchell & Ness

Boffum

Fuck her tiddies til she can't even feel her neck

Boffum

All my checkings and my savings got a check

Boffum

Half these niggas really greener than the Shrek

You ain't come from out the swamp

I wun expect you recognize that smell

It's the paper mill, plus the sewer

4 know that aroma

Almost lost my mind, said Eric Bishop in a fucking coma

I don't know these niggas but I know these niggas

All the same

See a bitch like RnB, they get to singing Candy Rain

You ain't got no soul for real

Ain't cut from that mold for real

Ain't never been down on yo dick, get in that mode for real

I seen niggas change they ways for the aesthetic

Not een for a bitch

You niggas gay

I pray you wake up and yo finsta got a glitch

I can't tote no strap bitch I'm too schizophrenic

I see ghosts then you see ghosts, all blacked out, Marilyn Manson

Allergic to broke nigga dap, you can't touch where my hands be

Shoulda never got that dance, took a toll, hands free

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I just been stacking my move

I look in the mirror too often, she say I'm conceited

I used to pour out my heart in them messages, so I'd appreciate if you delete it

I had a sack that I used to fill up, now I got me a sack that she always depleting

Just when I thought I had made dat shit happen

I'm getting my mornings confused with my evenings

What a hell of feeling

Knowing you making shit shake all you need is the push of a button

Loving a fiend was my only regret on this journey

I'm catching a high of the tussin

Mason the garment

The back of her back where the arm went

I'm truly impressed with her flexing

(Right hand) Right hand guala

(Left hand) Left hand guala

(Lindsay) Who knew a nigga could learn (Lohan) ambidextrous

Big ass belt buckle, shit be holding my jeans up

If you in front that camera don't freeze up

We was down 10 and they couldn't believe us

Til I went on a streak like receivers

I just hope that you feeding yo people

I just hope that they really believe you

All I need is a mic and a liter

All I need is a mic and a liter

Leave it on me

Leave it on me

Leave it on me

Don't leave me

Leave it on me

Leave it on me

Leave it on me

Don't leave me

Leave it on me

Leave it on me

Leave it on me

Don't leave me

Leave it on me

Leave it on me

Leave it on me

Don't leave me