Can't Handle Me

Yeah! Black migo gang

Bentley mulsanne I treat it like a trap car

Wooop! Gooop! god damn that's a squad car

They gave me life and I'm a try to jump the barbed wire

They pulled her over with the pack, she the foul one

It's gu-ap, big dog, you the small guy

I made you dope jump, I try to make the pot cry

I was a snotty nosed brat, that was '85

Know about the pussy, made it come up by this 9 to 5

And if I choke on the chicken, oh you'll all die

No shoe strings in my loafers, I got mall ties

Get on these number lines and I'm understanding no line

He doing fifty, he may never see the sun shine

[Hook: X2]

I can't let you handle me, I can't let you handle me

All these bitches scandalous, I can't let you handle me

All my niggas dangerous, I can't let you handle me

Hotter than a candle b, I can't let you handle me!

I'm the king of the street, the south ain't big enough

I had to take the throne, he ain't hood enough

Fake rappers, why the fuck you rap the hood for?

The young niggas starving, no that ain't no pull up

You rather be rich and famous, I rather be rich

Cause you could die famous and won't have shit

The street farmers, I put life insurance on bricks

So every time you buy ten, you get an extra ten

Stand down, busting juugs, turn me to a super-star

Five hundred dollars in the swisher smoking caviar

Known as a real street nigga, that's who I do it for

Me and gucci remix in the kitchen, adding bricks up

[Hook: X2]

I can't let you handle me, I can't let you handle me

All these bitches scandalous, I can't let you handle me

All my niggas dangerous, I can't let you handle me

Harder than a candle b, I can't let you handle me!

Oh, I'm countin money in my bachelor plaid chilling

Runnin circles round these square ass niggas

Selling dope and fucking hoes

My bitch say she can't handle me

At benihana's use my gucci scarf for fucking handkerchief

Promethazine and kush, that's my recipe

I sleep walk and count money, nigga, I don't go to sleep!

All this designer, oh, how could you not notice me

We're just shitting on the industry like we supposed to be!

My window down my weed lit

I'm fresh as fuck, yo bitch with her hair up

Her hair blowin she rollin up

In a mini coupe goin 150

I hit the gas, I'm turnt up

Now, I'm smoking gas, going 160

I heard they're looking for me, I'm in castalia, nigga come get me!

[Hook: X2]

I can't let you handle me, I can't let you handle me

All these bitches scandalous, I can't let you handle me

All my niggas dangerous, I can't let you handle me

Harder than a counter b, I can't let you handle me!