Hand to Hand

[Intro]

Wave Mechanics

F-f-f-Fred On Em

Damn, Larro G

I had to hand to hand with the scale

R-r-r-r-r-Riffic

[Chorus]

I had to hand to hand with the scale

Doing my dirt 'til I get me a deal

Now these niggas wanna see me in jail

Now these niggas wanna send me to hell

I got my bitch in a all white Chanel

Fifty piece, and I had it for sale

Maxed out on my clientele

I hate the game, but it pay me well

I had to hand to hand with the scale

Doing my dirt 'til I get me a deal

Now these niggas wanna see me in jail

Now these niggas wanna sеnd me to hell

I got my bitch in all white Chanеl

Fifty piece, and I had it for sale

Maxed out on my clientele

I hate the game, but it pay me well

[Verse 1]

I got my bitch in the red bottoms (Sexy)

I been trappin' hella hard for dollars

I been through it, I know God, he got 'em (Yeah)

You a hater, it ain't hard to spot 'em

Grab my shooter, he gon' fuck around and drop ya

Paid the ticket like a motherfucking mobster

Pull up in phantom, no opera (Skrrt)

Broke your bitch for a bag of [?]

I know she need the new sponsor

She want a boss, so can't nothing stop her

Took that 'lil bitch out for shrimp and pasta

She fuck with me, 'cause she know he imposter

I let her eat, she workin' for lobster

Addy Daddy, I'm a motherfucking Rasta

I'm on the block with a four and a Shasta

I got lean, I don't need me a doctor

Thumb through the bag is just what I taught 'em

And another bitch, 'cause I need a foster

Speed racing in an Aston Martin

Hood nigga fuck a bitch on the carpet

I was trapping way before I had started

I was juggin' hella plays with Marcus

Call the bag, a young had lost it

Niggas chase a young nigga, we flossin'

[Chorus]

I had to hand to hand with the scale

Doing my dirt 'til I get me a deal

Now these niggas wanna see me in jail

Now these niggas wanna send me to hell

I got my bitch in all white Chanel

Fifty piece, in a [?] for sale

Maxed out on my clientele

I hate the game, but it pay me well

I had to hand to hand with the scale

Doing my dirt 'til I get me a deal

Now these niggas wanna see me in jail

Now these niggas wanna send me to hell

I got my bitch in all white Chanel

Fifty piece, in a [?] for sale

Maxed out on my clientele

I hate the game, but it pay me well

[Verse 2]

Blue cheese, on me (Cheese)

In the club, almost popped my collar (Facts)

I'm a dog, I'm a Rottweiler (Ruff, ruff, ruff)

Ten bitches, young nigga I got 'em (Yeah)

FaceTime with your bitch in a Prada

Tell the truth, it wasn't hard to spot her

I got that ass when we went to Salada

Later then, she was callin' me papa (Yeah)

Play a game, then nigga, I'll pop ya (Uh)

Flip the ball, by the way, I got options (Uh)

Soda water with the lean, I'll pop 'em

[?], yeah nigga, I got 'em

Gucci flops, so I'm fuckin' your model (Gucci)

I go and get all the packs in

Wonder why all the racks in (Yeah)

I need my front and my backend (Yeah)

Young nigga keep a nine on him (Yeah)

You know I'm never really lackin' (Uh)

Lame nigga steady tactics (Uh)

I got your bitch, and she an actress (Let's go)

She'll do anything

I'll make her do a backflip

I pull up on you, black mask shit (Skrrt)

I fuck shit up, so nasty (Doot, doot, doot)

[Chorus]

I had to hand to hand with the scale

Doing my dirt 'til I get me a deal

Now these niggas wanna see me in jail

Now these niggas wanna send me to hell

I got my bitch in all white Chanel

Fifty piece, in a [?] for sale

Maxed out on my clientele

I hate the game, but it pay me well

I had to hand to hand with the scale

Doing my dirt 'til I get me a deal

Now these niggas wanna see me in jail

Now these niggas wanna send me to hell

I got my bitch in all white Chanel

Fifty piece, in a [?] for sale

Maxed out on my clientele

I hate the game, but it pay me well