Hands In The Air (b*tch n*gga) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Back up Q back in town, I'm next up
Draked up, with ya kicks laced up
n*ggas can't face us, hoes want to chase us
Cruise through the city no worries n*gga I'm untouched, uncut
Top dawg money sh*t, stay with a money clip
USA today olympics sh*t the way my money flip
Double back, got a n*gga trippin off a double stack
Hundred racks, spend it ain't nothing, toying my money back
Easily, I'm hot, imagine what my temper be
With out a doubt I'm cold blooded so it balance out
These n*ggas I'm calling out, home of these fake ass wannabe rap n*ggas, wanna be thug n*ggas
Face on it too n*gga? what you a fool n*gga? I'll give you the blues n*gga
I carry the flu n*gga, the locest G, top ranking n*gga
Its GED fresh outta jail and I'm already in your OG, me n*gga!

[Hook]
n*ggas always talking the young clap
Well lil muthaf*ckas I'm bout that, b*tch n*gga, b*tch n*gga
We back a fourth with the sh*t, n*gga
We can settle this with the fists n*gga, b*tch n*gga, b*tch n*gga
I swear to god that you a b*tch n*gga
Kill your mans over a b*tch n*gga, b*tch n*gga
Yeah, yeah yous a b*tch n*gga, b*tch n*gga! n*gga!

[Verse 2]
See I ain’t really into that yiggity-yak talkin', my giggity-gat spoken
You laying in that coffin, doing this sh*t often
My n*gga 50 era, I'm causing terrors to any rapper that active and claiming they factors
Bring ya to the light, while punching out your sight
Get it right, rock the microphone yeah I spit it tight
Easily, ain't no other rapper f*cking with me evenly
Two advanced, gucci belt while I'm sagging my pants
Rap confession, yall hearing my progression
Seen the most money in my life in a recession
I'm that real, plus I make the music that kids feel
Hope I ain't the reason they pop steel, but anyway
You n*ggas get popped still, leave a n*gga mouth with a chopped grill
GED n*gga we that ill, I'm lyrically in it, I'm in it to win it
Money, we spend it, sins is repented
Little n*gga, I’m finished, gone
[Hook]
n*ggas always talking the young clap
Well lil muthaf*ckas I'm bout that, b*tch n*gga, b*tch n*gga
We back a fourth with the sh*t, n*gga
We can settle this with the fists n*gga, b*tch n*gga, b*tch n*gga
I swear to god that you a b*tch n*gga
Kill your mans over a b*tch n*gga, b*tch n*gga
Yeah you, yous a b*tch, b*tch n*gga! n*gga!

[Verse 3]
If you're feeling real good, put your hands in the air
Hands in the air, hands in the air!
And if you feel like you a muthaf*ckin, motherf*ckin player
Hands in the air, hands in the air!
And if you really don't, really don't, really give a care
Hands in the air, hands in the air!
If you feel what I'm saying, keep your hands in the air, hands in the air
Hands in the motherf*cking air!

[Outro]
f*ck you n*ggas man, Chea!
Q!
Q!
T-D-E, n*gga!