Handle It Lyrics

How you gon’ handle this? (Yeah)

How you gon’ manage it?

I swear I ain’t home wrecking no shit

‘Cause you told me I’m bagging it

Then you bring up your nigga (That’s fucked)

But girl I ain’t having it (Hell nah)

The way that you hit me up inside the club you’d swear that there’s no man with it

How you gon’ handle this? (Yeah)

How you gon’ manage it? (How?)

I swear I ain’t home wrecking no shit

‘Cause you told me I’m bagging it

Then you bring up your nigga (That’s fucked)

But girl I ain’t having it (Hell nah)

The way that you hit me up inside the club you’d swear that there’s no man with it

Swear it’s a crime (Calling the 12)

How you gon’ look so damn good and still read my mind (She got that power)

I’m under pressure (Woo yeah)

Her thoughts are sublime (Cause she too good)

That means if she knowing the shit that I’m thinking it’s only ‘bout time (God damn)

That I’m corrupting her thoughts (Yeah)

Bad boys we never get caught (Nah)

To catch me red handed, my hand in the jar, eating cookies that I never bought (Ha)

Shit that’s a dream

Always creep in my beem (Out in that beemer)

If you seeing a snap of your girl in my car then it’s prob what it seems (Shit)

I sound like a fiend

And it seems really mean (I’m sorry)

But the shit that these girls will do out in the streets swear their motto is C.R.E.A.M. (Cash rules everything around me)

And trust me I’m for it (Yessir)

Securing the bag (That’s right)

But doing your nigga that dirty so you can get new Fendi bags

Shit, sometimes it’s so sad

How you gon’ handle this? (Yeah)

How you gon’ manage it?

I swear I ain’t home wrecking no shit

‘Cause you told me I’m bagging it

Then you bring up your nigga (That’s fucked)

But girl I ain’t having it (Hell nah)

The way that you hit me up inside the club you’d swear that there’s no man with it (She snake)

How you gon’ handle this? (Yeah)

How you gon’ manage it? (How)

I swear I ain’t home wrecking no shit

‘Cause you told me I’m bagging it

Then you bring up your nigga (That’s fucked)

But girl I ain’t having it (Hell nah)

The way that you hit me up inside the club you’d swear that there’s no man with it (She snake)

Now I’m caught in the middle

Don’t e’en know what to do (I’m confused)

If your nigga just magically turned to a girl then you bring her along too (Ha)

Or maybe I’m ending it (Yessir)

‘Cause this shit be screwed (Big facts)

Or I follow The Weeknd, you single to me yeah cause he not my dude (Oh baby)

Trust I can’t handle this shit

Repping the taurus, we loyal with it

Never gon’ cheat when found I’m in a ship

Single me different I’m handing out dick (What, yeah)

So see when you deep in that heat

Don’t mention my name, leave me out your speech

(Please leave my name out your speech)

But trust you can scream it when you in my sheets (Yessir)

And make sure you texting your nigga sweet dreams (Aye)

How you gon’ handle this?

How you gon’ manage it?

I swear I ain’t home wrecking no shit

‘Cause you told me I’m bagging it

Then you bring up your nigga (That’s fucked)

But girl I ain’t having it (Hell nah)

The way that you hit me up inside the club you’d swear that there’s no man with it