handouts - cosantana lyrics
[intro: cosantana]
(’cause it’s real)
woo, ha
woo, ha
woo, nah
woo, nah
woo, nah, woo
nah, woo, hah
[chorus: cosantana]
yeah, bands droppin’ to da floor
i can’t give no handouts to a ho
slide in for my man, slide in for my bro
we was so deep in that water, baby
i done came from the ground, i came from below
nothin’ was given to me, had to get up and get it so all n*gga know is go
yeah, arp up in my jacket, [?] look like a leader, we finna drag ’em
don’t come on this block, n*gga we gon’ pack ’em
i hurt my b*tch but i’m up to the [?]
hate when these b*tches talkin’ ’bout they feelin’ me but they not feelin’ me, swear i don’t get it
ho really wit’ it, bro we finna slide now and thе opps on my ho, the windows on tinted, yeah
[verse 1: cosantana]
i’m in a wholе different lane n*gga
heard yo’ homie ran and you ran wit’ him
she’ll do anything just for the bands n*gga
she gon’ f*ck on me just ’cause my bands bigger
finna go to the mall and take fan pictures
he be hatin’ he really a fan n*gga
finna spin on that block like a fan n*gga
if you slidin’ wit’ him then you layin’ wit’ ’em, like?
[verse 2: iayze, iayze & cosantana]
arp up in my jacket, arp up in my jacket
got a brand new car, let’s lane*switch it
you can keep the automatic
i hit that block and i rock out a semi’
she love me, she want to be with me, uh
i got some thots at [?], uh
stop hittin’ my phone, i’m busy hun’
i’m of a percocet, dizzy like, “uhh”
she let me hit so i hit her like, “uhh”
we on a pill so we feelin’ right, i ain’t gon’ lie baby girl, i ain’t feelin’ right
top kid, i’m on a pill tonight
i’m like let’s see who gets k!lled tonight
you gotta stay out my business, all of his cars be rented
shoot at that car if it’s tented, b*tch
we in a dodge not a ram n*gga
heard you had a 50 but it jammed wit’ ya
i’m like, “girl come hang with the rich n*ggas, give a f*ck if you brought your man with you”
she like, “you brought them xan’s with you?” baby, i brought that in a can with me
man with the plan but i’m playin’ women
baby, i shoot sh*t at a camera
she wanna f*ck she talkin’ ’bout stayin’ with me
i told her, “b*tch, i be walkin’ on planets”
[chorus: cosantana]
yeah, bands droppin’ to da floor
i can’t give no handouts to a ho
slide in for my man, slide in for my bro
we was so deep in that water, baby
i done came from the ground, i came from below
nothin’ was given to me, had to get up and get it so all n*gga know is go
yeah, arp up in my jacket, [?] look like a leader, we finna drag ’em
don’t come on this block, n*gga we gon’ pack ’em
i hurt my b*tch but i’m up to the [?]
hate when these b*tches talkin’ ’bout they feelin’ me but they not feelin’ me, swear i don’t get it
ho really wit’ it, bro we finna slide now and the opps on my ho, the windows on tinted, yeah
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