No Handouts Lil 2z

[Intro]
Ay
Fuck that, nuh-uh

[Chorus]
I ain't holdin' out my hands
Only fuck that I give is the one inside my pants
We get Gualla, we get dollars, we get racks, we get bands
I done came too fuckin' far, I ain't holdin' out my hands (Fuck that, nuh-uh)
I-I ain't holdin' out my hands
Only fuck that I give is the one inside my pants
We get Gualla, we get dollars, we get racks, we get bands
I done came too fuckin' far, I ain't holdin' out my hands (Fuck that, nuh-uh)

[Verse]
And it ain't nothin' to it
You said that you miss me, bitch, but you already blew it
You say you gon' ride, nigga, then you better prove it
I can only tell you how I feel through this music, yeah
I ain't trustin' what they say
Bitch, I'm doin' what I want, don't give a fuck 'bout what they think
She do Molly, I smokе weed, she drink liquer, I pour drink
I don't wanna kick it with her, plеase, take me to the bank (Bank, bank, bank, bank)
Call her Gucci, Alexis Jordan
R.I.P Lil Peep, let's pop a couple Xans for him
I remember back when we couldn't pay the landlord
Now I'm up, bitch, expensive shit you can't afford (Can't afford)
Why she-, uh, a queen made me
She say ''Watch these bitches'' 'cause these bitches want my baby
She say ''Get my money'' and don't let a nigga play me
I can't be a broke nigga even if you pay me
And he can have it
But if you let me hit that pussy, baby, I'ma bag it
You know I keep a pistol and a condom in my jacket
Why you keep on doin' that? You wanna see me grab it (Hol' on)
Never had a daughter, but I always been a daddy (Ay)
I never had a father, all this thuggin' came from mommy (Ay)
All these niggas funny, hate these niggas with a passion
I'ma smoke this weed to try to keep myself from laughin'
Swear this shit was easy how I got this shit to happen
I just started workin' when them niggas started nappin'
Everybody got a 'Rari, I'ma get a [?] (Skrrt, skrrt)
I kept that shit a hunnid when they kept that shit a eleven (Fake ass)