flashyG - HANDYMAN

(Hey, Flashy)
Bitch got a body, I like how she dance
She shake it, she know how to move
If I keep on just gettin' these wins
How the fuck can I really lose?
How the fuck did you think you could trick me?
Guess you took me for a motherfuckin' fool
You could just call me "Handyman G"
'Cause you know I got all the tools
Want some diamonds on my neck, want some jewels
Okay, fuck it, we break all the rules
Fuck ya class, we too cool for school
I'm tryna wonder how did I get all of this drip, and I ain't even step in no pool
You is a bot, you is a fool
Yeah, I get it
I run it
Big cash, big budget
If it's not about money, don't discuss it
Can't control me, no, I ain't no puppet
Shoot it from three like curry, a bucket
The money did a kickflip and it stuck it
I did it, I did it, I do it, I does it
We know you some shit, yeah, we all know you doesn't
I wanted to have it, so you know I got it
He thought he was hard until that nigga got hit
Want the profit in the safe, need deposits
Not fly as me, you can't come in this cockpit
I blew a bomb, something like atomic
I go up, he went down, he was dropping
Time is money, you know G, he stay watching
Watching, I'm watching
Yeah
What?
Turn up, okay, let's go
These niggas be fake, they hate
They be actin' like bitches, actin' like groupies, no
Flashy don't got a stunt double
Do all my scenes in the motherfuckin' movie
She say everytime that she me
I make her wet, something like jacuzzi
So, I'ma motorboat the booby
She like when I grab on her booty
Bad ass lil' bitch, she a beauty
Like how I dress, I drip like the sink
Might fuck that lil' bitch to sleep
Favorite color green, but her insides pink
She got lit off the motherfuckin' drink
Told her, "Give me some head, so a nigga can think"
Millions on my mind, no cents
She like to taste me, that's her favorite sense
Von rollin' up fingers, now it stank, the stench
I made me some hoodies, shoutout to Trent
Juan, Deuce, Lik, Pardi, ballin' like CashKcire
Meanwhile, you just sit on the bench
Got a few more brothers, we hold up each other
Just like a motherfuckin' tent
I wanted to have it, so you know I got it
He thought he was hard until that nigga got hit
Want the profit in the safe, need deposits
Not fly as me, you can't come in this cockpit
I blew a bomb, something like atomic
I go up, he went down, he was dropping
Time is money, you know G, he stay watching
Watching, I'm watching
Yeah
What?
Turn up

Written by:
Gavin Hendon

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