No Hand Outs

Lyrics

[Chorus: Swainoh] Ayy, the pack touched down, Patek all bustdown Money  turned me to an addict, I been had it for a while Hey,  ain't nobody hold me down Had to cut my mans off, couldn't help my mans out Ayy, the pack touched down, Patek all bustdown Money  turned me to an addict, I been had it for a while Hey,  ain't nobody hold me down I'll cut my hand off 'fore I put my hand out [Verse 1: Peezy] Cut  my main mans off, wasn't seein' eye to eye Now he salty 'cause he gotta watch me from the side (That nigga salty) I'm the type to go out and get it and split the pie (For real) You only care 'bout yourself, that's why we distant now (That's why it's distant) Been  doin' this shit, been at it for a while (Been doin' at) Don't need a nigga for shit, know how to hold it down (I got it) I'm out here chasin' a bag, you out here chasin' clout (You chasin' clout) You niggas worser than bitches, so stay the fuck from 'round (Dick suckin') Heard that pack touched down, so now it's time to eat (Let's eat) Got my mind on a million, shit I can't even sleep (Can't sleep) Money drive me insane, I need to see a shrink (Going crazy) Smiling ear to ear, he see my teeth, bitch, we winning, yeah [Chorus: Swainoh] Ayy, the pack touched down, Patek all bustdown Money turned me to an addict, I been had it for a while Hey, ain't nobody hold me down Had to cut my mans off, couldn't help my mans out Ayy, the pack touched down, Patek all bustdown Money turned me to an addict, I been had it for a while Hey, ain't nobody hold me down I'll cut my hand off 'fore I put my hand out [Verse 2: Peezy] I might just chill on the lean and stack a ton of paper (I quit the lean) I might just buy me a Lam' and shit on all the haters (Lambo') Might just order some singles and throw 'em on the waitress (Fuck it) Ain't got no choice but to ball, I fought a ton of cases (Swear to God) It's 2019, ain't got no money saving (Where your saving?) First step is getting off your ass, you chilling like you made it (You chilling) I don't complain about shit, leave the crying for the babies (Yeah) Don't care about your opinion if you ain't Ben Franklin (Ben Franklin) We went from riding with guns to standing on them corners (For real) To young entrepreneurs, nigga, we business owners (We own shit) Lil' mama's head was so good, she put me in a coma (Yup) Smellin' like a million in cash, nigga, check the aroma, bitch [Chorus: Swainoh] Ayy, the pack touched down, Patek all bustdown Money turned me to an addict, I been had it for a while Hey, ain't nobody hold me down Had to cut my mans off, couldn't help my mans out Ayy, the pack touched down, Patek all bustdown Money turned me to an addict, I been had it for a while Hey, ain't nobody hold me down I'll cut my hand off 'fore I put my hand out