Hand in Hand

Lyrics

[Hook] They go hand in hand The rap and the trap But I can't go back to the can Cah I'm in love with the fans But a hand to hand's how I really go and get my bands Sittin' down mad in a dusty pad, cooked up on my plan Now I'm back with a bang That's more cash, more waps Give thanks to the cats, and I deffo can't forget my fans Real rap, no cap [Verse 1] I remember started on a Q Now I double that on my shoes, rude Boxes and kilos Just got a call for 3 no Migos We no see low Shots like [?] On the D-low, fiends tho, ay Sapph' bro reload I remember started on a Q Now I double that on my shoes, rude Boxes and kilos Just got a call for 3 no Migos We no see low Shots like [?] On the D-low, fiends tho, ay Sapph' bro reload [Verse 2] I get mad, bro I'm sick with it Roll, let's risk don't tick Bro I'm dripped in it, drippy ting Pick'n'Mix, Balmain rippy ting On my shirt, double G's Double P's on my neck, slip I take risks, make packs shapeshift Come like Tetris, the way man break bricks On my shirt, double G's Double P's on my neck, slip I take risks, make packs shapeshift Come like Tetris, the way man break bricks [Hook] They go hand in hand The rap and the trap But I can't go back to the can Cah I'm in love with the fans But a hand to hand's how I really go and get my bands Sittin' down mad in a dusty pad, cooked up on my plan Now I'm back with a bang That's more cash, more waps Give thanks to the cats, and I deffo can't forget my fans Real rap, no cap [Verse 3] Double up, bring it back Bubble wrap, sling packs I love me a hand in hand But I can't go back to the slammer Jailhouse banger, but I'm hearing I can make it in rap Bare trap, they ain't seen 10 bags I was 14 tryna get down man And run up them bands Don't force it, that drip awkward Saucin' anytime I'm walkin' I put faith in my Lyca same faith in my mic Came a long way from a punctured bike Now it's rocks and ice, they're lovin' the price Same way catty's lovin' my shine Whips all German EO Used to take my shank up to free throw And pray that I see them They go hand in hand The wrap and the trap Which way will I go?, it's all mad [Hook] They go hand in hand The rap and the trap But I can't go back to the can Cah I'm in love with the fans But a hand to hand's how I really go and get my bands Sittin' down mad in a dusty pad, cooked up on my plan Now I'm back with a bang That's more cash, more waps Give thanks to the cats, and I deffo can't forget my fans Real rap, no cap