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HANDOUTS
Hip-Hop/Rap
HANDOUTS was released on November 4, 2024 by Creatividie Records/EAE Records as a part of the album HANDOUTS - Single
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Release DateNovember 4, 2024
LabelCreatividie Records/EAE Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grad
Grad
Songwriter

Lyrics

Cannot be givin' no handouts, I gotta handout, VVS all on her pinky
All of your cribs, you go rent out, live in a penthouse, but you go ride in a jiffy
It don't take much just to stand out, pull out the blamp now, buddy gon' turn to a crippy
Fallin' asleep, so I sent out a text now, ain't heading to bed till it filled with them fiends
I had just bought her Celine till she turned to a crash out, and sold it for over a G
Play with that nose while I play with that kitty, it rush in my spine till it go up my spleen
Back up in 2020, I did not want no contact, so I had to hit it and leave
Only took 365 days to go pack up a duffel and head to the streets
Now they've been blowin' my cellular, talk about bitches, that's not who you care about
Scared that your bitch ass gon' turn to a regular, only opinion you want is your parents' now
Life been a movie, it turned into Paramount, dunk on that hoe Minnesota, with hella bounce
New price every week, no it never the same amount, sellin' yo ice just to play with that dirty mouth, whoa
Everyone want me to run it back, whoa, problem is they cannot fuck with that, whoa
She been a snake like a diamondback, whoa, and I don't got time to go waste on a hoe
If she go act like a Koven I hit with no Trojan, impregnate that bitch on the low
Cook up like this, shit was Crisco, and I had a big note for opps, that been smokin' my dope
Now they just poppin' the Prozac, got BB dub on Ozempic with no ass
Setting up bars and I forgot the floor mats, you thought it was simple, I turned it to ProMath
Countin' my bread like I'm takin' ProCalculus, homie got no GED, that's the alphabet
I ain't gon' reach for the top, I'm just grabbin' it, grab up the leaf and I'm countin' my accidents
Got too high, nut in her, I had a accident, you piss me off, I ain't gon' be so elaborate
You missin' the days, I was callin' you fabulous, now it's just racks in your face and I'm braggin' it
Now it's no hands on your face and I'm dappin' it, now that you stretched out, I'm puttin' my racks in it
Now I got money yeah you wanna Grad in it, now I got money and you wanna Grad in it
Cannot be givin' no handouts, I gotta handout, VVS all in her pinky
All of your cribs, you go rent out, live in a penthouse, but you go ride in a Jiffy
It don't take much just to stand out, pull out the blamp now, buddy gon' turn to a crippy
Fallin' asleep, so I sent out a text now, ain't head to bed till it filled with them fiends
Written by: Alexander Grad
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