No Handouts Lyrics

Bitch it's fuck you

I ain't giving no handouts

5k on my fit, chain bussin', I stand out

Get money & stay loyal, that's the shit I stand bout'

Pulled out a big choppa, that's what he ran bout

Damn, he ain't really want that shit

I ain't really want that bitch if she don't come back with a grip

& I can't hop in the whip if you ain't got a stick

& ion know what I'm smoking, I just cop exotic shit

I'm in LA with Deco headed to the Slauson

Taking trips out the sate that's the shit we do often

I might get my passport, go to London in August

Hitting hoes back to back, my babymama like "stop it

Throwing cards out the whip if the police get behind me

I ain't trippin' bout that shit, I be bitcoin mining

Chase Bank just closed, I'm like damn perfect timing

Hit for three bands, hmm, so I had to take a pic

God damn, It's just the life I live

I ain't giving no handouts, it is what it is

I ain't ever had shit ever since a kid

Now I'm on the dark web searching fullz & bins

Everyday is a new fit

Hopped out the foreign fresh as fuck, take me two pics

One for the gram & one for my new bitch

Hol' up, I know what I'm missing, I need two sticks

The Juice walking out the bank, just got me some strips

Just got a new pack of dumps, I know one gon' hit

Yo shit just not hittin', you just ain't it

You can't shoot that Glock bitch you just aim it

Bitch said she know me, shit, I guess I'm getting too famous

I never seen one opp in my radius

Bitch got A1 brain damn, good cranium

My nigga in the cut weighing bags and slanging em'

Jumped off the porch, dropped my nuts, now I'm hanging em'

Buy exotic whips, that night bitch we swangin' em'

I know you fuck with the opps, bitch you stay with them

Try to come back around the gang then you lay with em'

God damn, It's just the life I live

I ain't giving no handouts, it is what it is

I ain't ever had shit ever since a kid

Now I'm on the dark web searching fullz & bins

Bitch it's fuck you

I ain't giving no handouts

5k on my fit, chain bussin', I stand out

Get money & stay loyal, that's the shit I stand bout'

Pulled out a big choppa, that's what he ran bout

Damn, he ain't really want that shit

I ain't really want that bitch if she don't come back with a grip

& I can't hop in the whip if you ain't got a stick

& ion know what I'm smoking, I just cop exotic shit