Bentley mulsanne I treat it like a
trap car
WOOOP! WOOOP! god damn
that’s a squad car
They gave me life and I’mma try
To jump the barbed wire
They pulled it over with the pack
She the fall guy
It’s gu- ap, big dog, you the small guy
I made you dope jump
I try to make the pot
cry
I was a snotty nosed brat,
that was '85
You're partner pussy made him come
Up out his 95's
And if I choke on the chicken
Oh you’ll all die
No shoe strings in my loafers,
I got mob ties
Get on these number lines
and
I’m understanding no line he doing fifty
He may never see the sun shine
I can’t let you handle me
I can’t let you handle me
All these bitches scandalous
I can’t let you handle me
All my niggas dangerous
I can’t let you handle me
Hotter than a candle be
I can’t let you handle me!
I can’t let you handle me
I can’t let you handle me
All these bitches scandalous
I can’t let you handle me
All my niggas dangerous
I can’t let you handle me
Hotter than a candle be
I can’t let you handle me!
I’m the king of the street
The South ain’t big enough
I had to take the throne
He ain’t hood enough fake rapper
Why the fuck you rap the hood for?
The young niggas starving
No that ain’t no pull up
You rather be rich and famous
I rather be rich cause
you could die famous
And won't have shit the street farmers
I put life insurance on bricks
So every time you buy ten
You get an extra ten
Stand down, busting juugs
Turn me to a super- star
Five hundred dollars in the
Swisher smoking caviar
Known as a real street nigga
That’s who I do it for
Me and Gucci remix in the kitchen
Adding bricks up
I can’t let you handle me
I can’t let you handle me
All these bitches scandalous
I can’t let you handle me
All my niggas dangerous
I can’t let you handle me
Hotter than a candle be
I can’t let you handle me!
I can’t let you handle me
I can’t let you handle me
All these bitches scandalous
I can’t let you handle me
All my niggas dangerous
I can’t let you handle me
Hotter than a candle be
I can’t let you handle me!
Oh, I'm countin money in
My bachelor plaid chilling
Runnin circles round these
square ass niggas
Selling dope and fucking hoes
My bitch say she can’t handle me
At Benihana's use my Gucci
Scarf for fucking handkerchief
Promethazine and kush,
that’s my recipe
I sleep walk and count money, nigga
I don’t go to sleep! All this designer, oh
How could you not notice me
We’re just shitting on the industry
Like we supposed to be!
My window down my weed lit
I'm fresh as fuck,
yo bitch with her hair up
In a mini coop goin 150
I hit the gas, I’m turnt up
Now, I’m smoking gas, going 160
I heard they’re looking for
Me, I'm at Castalia,
nigga come get me!
I can’t let you handle me
I can’t let you handle me
All these bitches scandalous
I can’t let you handle me
All my niggas dangerous
I can’t let you handle me
Hotter than a candle be
I can’t let you handle me!
I can’t let you handle me
I can’t let you handle me
All these bitches scandalous
I can’t let you handle me
All my niggas dangerous
I can’t let you handle me
Hotter than a candle be
I can’t let you handle me!
Gucci Mane 
