The Hand Off

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, stir up the pot cooking
Leave out the block shooking
I'm original, the bad broads and the cops looking.
You got the drop
Call us a not hook 'em!
Take your shit, scrape your bitch
Leave, and ditch out Brooklyn!
Make it without
Raised in the projects, and not care
The pigs come knocking, he not here!
Lone, it is not fair
Vivid, but not clear
Never had nothing, bags up, I'm in not shape
Mastered unruly, sex her like truly
With no plan, no truly
Just air her one truly
Ain't one to me
Microphone check one, to me
I need the young young to me
Young Britney, come do me!
Oops, I did it again
The 80 is just a kid with a pin
In present day just to make in a Benz
Who got snaps on a patrol?
Kicks still the same, they're just retro
Let's go!

Yo, yo
My first time outside a broad
Was outside Jamaica Queens
Follow in a pond was my outline to make a scene
First 48, couple days I grew a name
She told her friends the way I stepped in it
They start to calling me an elephant
My delivery never seen, like Biggie Blue was referring
Glocked her lyrically, I drop murder wizardly
My block murder literally
One way or another in better shoes
Nowadays you'd be surprised how much clapping in the errand gets you
The shit is a thirst trap like it's a Harry picture
Learn the jewels over Ronny Jordan loops
Pops read the final call
Block stayed behind the wall
And my number never change
Just the motherfuckers calling it
My jumper never change
Just the spots where I can water it
I'm right around the corner
That block is right in front the store with it
You're see in orange glow, or whatever color my artery is
Rick James, bitches!
My bitch frame vicious
The only thing meaner is how I kick games switchers
Back in in the tenth range dipping
Parked the front
The simple life is