Hand to Hand Don Toliver

[Intro]
Wave Mechanics
F-f-f-Fred On Em
Damn, Larro G
I had to hand to hand with the scale
R-r-r-r-r-Riffic

[Chorus]
I had to hand to hand with the scale
Doing my dirt 'til I get me a deal
Now these niggas wanna see me in jail
Now these niggas wanna send me to hell
I got my bitch in a all white Chanel
Fifty piece, and I had it for sale
Maxed out on my clientele
I hate the game, but it pay me well
I had to hand to hand with the scale
Doing my dirt 'til I get me a deal
Now these niggas wanna see me in jail
Now these niggas wanna sеnd me to hell
I got my bitch in all white Chanеl
Fifty piece, and I had it for sale
Maxed out on my clientele
I hate the game, but it pay me well

[Verse 1]
I got my bitch in the red bottoms (Sexy)
I been trappin' hella hard for dollars
I been through it, I know God, he got 'em (Yeah)
You a hater, it ain't hard to spot 'em
Grab my shooter, he gon' fuck around and drop ya
Paid the ticket like a motherfucking mobster
Pull up in phantom, no opera (Skrrt)
Broke your bitch for a bag of [?]
I know she need the new sponsor
She want a boss, so can't nothing stop her
Took that 'lil bitch out for shrimp and pasta
She fuck with me, 'cause she know he imposter
I let her eat, she workin' for lobster
Addy Daddy, I'm a motherfucking Rasta
I'm on the block with a four and a Shasta
I got lean, I don't need me a doctor
Thumb through the bag is just what I taught 'em
And another bitch, 'cause I need a foster
Speed racing in an Aston Martin
Hood nigga fuck a bitch on the carpet
I was trapping way before I had started
I was juggin' hella plays with Marcus
Call the bag, a young had lost it
Niggas chase a young nigga, we flossin'