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luh tyler - handz up lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mr. ski, n_gga
(thanks, yakree)
ski
n_gga, yeah, ayy, n_gga

[chorus]
ridin’ ’round town smokin’ gas (yeah, yeah)
all i wanna do is count them racks (yeah, n_gga)
‘member i was broke, i can’t go back, uh_uh
i can only f_ck her if she bad, uh_huh
once i grabbed the mic, jumped in my bag, uh (yeah, yeah)
she say, “what’s your hobby?” chasin’ cash, runnin’ bands up (a bag)
she just wanna f_ck me ’cause i’m lit, that’s that fan stuff
yeah, yeah, if you a bad b_tch, then put your hands up (put your hands up)

[verse 1]
all these diamonds on me with the stars, my sh_t dancin’ (d_mn, d_mn)
don’t hit my phone, if it ain’t ’bout a check, i won’t answer (on god)
every day, i’m runnin’ up that check, tryna get it (yеah, n_gga)
bust the rollie down, i don’t got no time for thеse b_tches (ice, ice, ice)
they ain’t never think that we would shine ’til we did it (on god)
check my roster, all my b_tches fine, yeah, they pretty (bad b_tch)
bro done lost his mind, he ridin’ ’round with that switchy (grrah)
every day, i’m on the grind, tryna put that bag up (yeah, yeah, yeah)
only baddies ’round, if she ain’t fine, tell her back up (tell her back up)
n_gga hatin’ just ’cause his life ain’t like mine, that sh_t sad, bruh (that sh_t sad, bruh)
paper chaser, i’m a money fiend for that cash, yeah (yeah)
must think she a city girl ’cause all she wanna do is act up
[chorus]
ridin’ ’round town smokin’ gas (smokin’ gas, n_gga)
all i wanna do is count them racks (yeah, yeah)
‘member i was broke, i can’t go back, uh_uh (n_gga, yeah)
i can only f_ck her if she bad, uh_huh (b_tch, on god, n_gga)
once i grabbed the mic, jumped in my bag, uh (in my bag, n_gga)
she say, “what’s your hobby?” chasin’ cash, runnin’ bands up (chasin’ cash)
she just wanna f_ck me ’cause i’m lit, that’s that fan stuff
yeah, yeah, if you a bad b_tch, then put your hands up

[verse 2]
came in with a pocket full of cheese, i got cheddar now (yeah)
not the type to sit up on my ass like them other guys
she walked in the room, seen mr. ski, she got b_tterflies (yeah)
i didn’t think this rappin’ sh_t was me, but i love it now
yeah, yeah, all my diamonds hit, uh (ice)
yeah, yeah, yeah, outside with that sh_t, uh (n_gga, frrt)
yeah, yeah, yeah, la with my b_tch, uh (n_gga, d_mn)
yeah, yeah, yeah, she showin’ me tricks, yeah, uh (ugh, ugh)
a b_tch that ain’t gon’ go, that don’t exist, n_gga, on bro (no, that don’t exist)
feel like frozone ’cause my f_ckin’ wrist like a snow globe
i can’t never go broke for no b_tch, that’s a no_go (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s a no_go)

[chorus]
ridin’ ’round town smokin’ gas (smokin’ gas, n_gga)
all i wanna do is count them racks (count them racks, n_gga)
‘member i was broke, i can’t go back, uh_uh (n_gga, yeah, yeah)
i can only f_ck her if she bad, uh_huh
once i grabbed the mic, jumped in my bag, uh (in my bag, n_gga)
she say, “what’s your hobby?” chasin’ cash, runnin’ bands up (yeah)
she just wanna f_ck me ’cause i’m lit, that’s that fan stuff
yeah, yeah, if you a bad b_tch, then put your hands up
[outro]
yeah, put your hands up
yeah, yeah, if you a bad b_tch, then put your hands up
yeah, ski

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