handout - bxks lyrics
[intro]
uh
yeah, yeah
uh, yo, uh
[verse]
why you reaching your hand out?
big man, i don’t give a handout
bring your bands out, bring your bands up
it’s only when your buss, man wanna hit you up, then they’re
all reaching their hand out, all reaching their hand out
all reaching their hand out, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
why they tryna blaze on man?
putting red dots on my head like i was an asian man
two hundred the occasion, man
got a ting put on me, get fading, man
i don’t give a f*ck where your gang go
distro money go straight to the bando
hat to the back, that’s kangol
i was in the stu’ with rambo, man know, man know, uh
that i’m overly gifted
any mainstream get lifted
mad puff, but i kicked it
stepped in the gamе, unrigged it, fixed it, uh
got more boost than tiny, boo
i’m from luton so i bring thе h*ll to you
heard you wanna act bad, i’m crazy too
in my timbs, no barry, and i sh*ll the booth
’bout to cut through like a baby’s tooth
back then when my school shoes came from peac*ck
now i touch eu more than d*block
i put fear in their eyes like enoch
man think they’re nuts, i’m more, they’re pistachio
i got the g*shock and i got the casio
they wanna feature and they want a cameo
money on the wall, put notes on the patio
[outro]
there’s nothing i hate more in this life
when guys are leeching, leeching, just reaching your hand out for everyting like one sket, ‘llow it
guys are asking me for guestlist, guys are asking me for features
guys are asking for this, that, and the third
no one’s asking me, “yo, bxks, you good? you eaten today? how’s life?”
take, take, take, and they never wanna give sh*t back
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