NO HANDZ lyrics

[Chorus]
Green beam on the Glock
VVS, 3D on the rock
And she PP, eat the c*ck
Slide in a G3D with a Shock (pee, pee)
Huh, get hit with that mop
n*ggas get boomed, n*gga talk sh*t, got popped

[Verse 1]
Drugs I consume
But I'm still peeping on rocks
Guns in this room
I fell asleep with my pop

You ain't never played with no bands (bands)
Payin' nothing in life, f*cking two fans
Get top all day, shorty no hands
f*cking up the parlay, gotta try again

Get to the hard way, know a n*gga win
Free all my members stuck in that pen
Ask if I'm with her, it really depends
Balenci’ slippers, Helmut Lang pants, woah

[Verse 2]
Pints in the back, pints in the back (in the back)
n*ggas want the cash, so I like that (sh*t, sh*t)
Shorty—shorty throw it back, I like that
Yeah, diamonds on my neck, bright like that
Riding 'round twin TECs, that's a life snatch
n*ggas tryna be Rex, give my life back
Yeah, I'm repressing all the perks, can't fight back
Gang took your members from your turf, it's hijack

[Verse 3]
Gotta wait, gotta wait for the truck, gotta wait
Get away from the cops, get away
Twenty-eight from my Glock, twenty-eight
Ah, dinner date? I cannot dinner date

In this bar with this girl and her lace
Hit from behind with this girl, pull her lace
Get hit with this fire, what the f*ck is some mace?
He slick, he left behind, tryna run at my pace

[Bridge]
Good drugs, good drugs in my face, yeah
Bad hoes, bad hoes in my place
Bad choco, don’t give me much space
Can’t see sh*t, I got twenties in my face

Been up, Lil Rex elevate
Big bucks, I got hella, mate
You a lie, every time I'ma tell it straight
Gettin’ high, every time I’ma medicate
[Chorus]
Green beam on the Glock
VVS, 3D on the rock
And she PP, eat the c*ck
Slide in a G3D with a Shock (pee, pee)
Huh, get hit with that mop
n*ggas get boomed, n*gga talk sh*t, got popped

[Outro - Verse 1 Reprise]
Drugs I consume
But I'm still peeping on rocks
Guns in this room
I fell asleep with my pop

You ain't never played with no bands (bands)
Payin' nothing in life, f*cking two fans
Get top all day, shorty no hands
f*cking up the parlay, gotta try again

Get to the hard way, know a n*gga win
Free all my members stuck in that pen
Ask if I'm with her, it really depends
Balenci’ slippers, Helmut Lang pants, woah

[Outro - Verse 2 Reprise]
Pints in the back, pints in the back (in the back)
n*ggas want the cash, so I like that (sh*t, sh*t)
Shorty—shorty throw it back, I like that
Yeah, diamonds on my neck, bright like that
Riding 'round twin TECs, that's a life snatch
n*ggas tryna be Rex, give my life back
Yeah, I'm repressing all the perks, can't fight back