Set Up Handsome Luke (Ft. Roddy Ricch)

[Intro]
Aye Hol Up Kam For Real

[Chorus: Handsome Luke & (Roddy Ricch)]
I know you feel the pressure this a set up yea
Got my feet on the gas ain't gon let up yea
Got a nine on me gotta get his led up yea
A lotta these hoes f*ck with me to get they rep up (true shit)

We got pesos
By the case load (racks)
You ain't know this cake is why we in the race hoe (Skrrt)
Ten bitches for each real one in the building that's the ratio
Ten bitches for each real one in here that's the ratio

[Verse 1: Handsome Luke]
Might just put you on my payroll
Make you do whatever I say so (shut up)
We got ten thots on the way doe
Down for facials and fellatios (ehh)
Cash on steroids no conseco
Lambo spinout no tornado
Nasty slut wanna play like a angel
But she got cracks all in her halo (hol up)
Everyday I'm makin' me a movie like heat
I’m Kilmer with Dinero you beat
I'm indiscreet and in the street
Shawty she in to me on bended knee (Yea, yea)
And fuck all da enemies I mean it G
I'm cold they anemic bulimic you better believe it
Sickest in space you from venus
But men are from Mars (ooohh)
I'm a god in Goyard
No I don't need no backin'
Hop on a jet with no baggage (ooohh)
Ain't got no deal
But still spend like a mil on taxes (aye)
What I'm kickin non fiction
This here actual factual (Ou, Bee)
All that hatin' don't matter
Imma get this bag and get back to you (hol up)