Handle It

[Intro]

Yeah, jammin'

Turn it up, yeah, jammin', ayy, uh

Turn it up, yeah, jammin', j-jammin' (Yeah)

[Chorus]

Are you down to catch a body? Can you handle it?

Too much molly in my body, I can't handle it, ayy

Told that bitch to go make me a sandwich

Told my other bitch to hold the hammer

Are you down to catch a body? Can you handle it?

Too much molly in my body, I can't handle it, uh, ayy

Double tap your bitch Instagram pic, uh, ayy

Two weeks later I be crammin'

[Verse 1]

Ooh, ayy, big choppa break dancin', ayy

Pull up on them, choppa break dancin', yeah, ayy

Pew, pew, pew, uh, bitch I'm jammin'

I be off the jam, straight jammin'

Go there, I won't go there

Up in LA 'cause I had a show there

Went to London 'cause I got a hoe there

Say she love me, baby, tell her "whoa there", ayy

Third eye open, left eye closed (Yeah)

Chopper on the hill, fuck the 5-0 (Yeah, yeah)

Rollie in a whole different time zone (Uh-huh)

I remember when I couldn't get an iPhone (Ring, ring, ring)

Things changed for the better (Ring, ring, ring)

Now the hoes gettin' wetter (Ring, ring, ring)

CDG on the sweater, any weather, uh, I wear it whenever, hah

[Chorus]

Are you down to catch a body? Can you handle it?

Too much molly in my body, I can't handle it, ayy

Told that bitch to go make me a sandwich

Told my other bitch to hold the hammer

Are you down to catch a body? Can you handle it?

Too much molly in my body, I can't handle it, uh, ayy (Grah, grah, grah)

Double tap your bitch Instagram pic, uh, ayy

Two weeks later I be crammin'

[Verse 2]

I'm stressed out, where the fuck the weed at? (Right)

You don't got it, better get it 'cause I need that (Right)

All the bullshit, baby, you can keep it (Yeah)

Matter fact, just keep all this shit a secret (Yeah)

I'ma pull up, skrrt out the dealership (Uh)

Ridin' in the back like John Dillon' chip (Yeah)

I've been ballin' to the point I need a sponsorship (Yeah)

I've been ballin' to the point I need a— Ayy (Yeah)

Mob shit, gang shit, all that (Pow-pow)

Real gun, no fakes, fall back (Yeah)

My phone, huh, your bitch, she call that (Yeah)

Came over, I fucked her, I called it (Yeah)

That bitch possessive, let me out of sight, uh

Ballin' super hard, uh, I ain't come to fight, uh

Why I brought a pipe? Uh, You ready to die? (Uh)

Workin' out my problem like this shit a 9-5

[Chorus]

Are you down to catch a body? Can you handle it? (Skrr, skrr, skrr)

Too much molly in my body, I can't handle it, ayy

Told that bitch to go make me a sandwich

Told my other bitch to hold the hammer (Yeah, yeah)

Are you down to catch a body? Can you handle it?

Too much molly in my body, I can't handle it, uh, ayy

Double tap your bitch Instagram pic, uh, ayy

Two weeks later I be crammin'