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No Hands
Hip-Hop/Rap
No Hands was released on August 8, 2025 by Withlovemusic, LLC as a part of the album Relic
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AlbumRelic
Release DateAugust 8, 2025
LabelWithlovemusic, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Childz
Childz
Vocals
waytoolost
waytoolost
Drum Machine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Brown
Keith Brown
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
waytoolost
waytoolost
Producer

Lyrics

I got'em
I got'em
I got'em
I got'em
All these fucking gimmicks
Light me up, light me up
Yeah
Dark shades, I'm low key Your circle don't pose me
I put ya head on the pendant Get the diamond cut, call it my trophy
It's a cold world out chea, that's why I hold heat
I fuck bitches, not one can expose me Smokin' an OZ
My paperwork smell like tobacco and old leaves
I'm not one of these **** with cold
Feet Life's a bitch, but she know me
Life's a bitch, she a cold freak I lay these bars down on these songs
With no sheet, no glove
When I touch the oven I don't bleed
Might be a different breed
I'm hyper anti, I hate the air you **** breathe
I'm first to pull up, do my thing and first to leave
Wanna be in my shoes type, tryna get close to me
I peep who close to me, you not getting close to me
Yeah, ho, yeah baby
Yeah baby no hands yeah baby no strings Hold that thing still for
Me tell me if I'm all in Tell me if I'm all in uh Tell me if I'm all in
The moves be unmistakened, the flow is
Undenying The path is death-defying
Kept my head down, stacking up Kept supplying, the streets need it
Fuck them ****, that's gatekeeping I'ma
Keep my foot on they neck till I break even
Till everybody in the fucking building with love season
Don't worry about who I got in my house with love eatin'
**** still mad, I'm like, when did we start beefin'?
Whoever told you you was the best, they was gasin' your ego
Man, pipe that shit down, you only good for the B-role
Man, I can't account for shit unless it's commas or zeros
You can't finish in this game, dawg, without using cheat codes
The gimmicks might work, but the real just is equal
I ain't takin' no detours
Fuck with me, bitch, I'm breaking the C4
Blowing your caps, brains on your seat floor
Yeah, hoe
Yeah, baby, no hands
Yeah, baby, no strings
Hold, that thing still for me
Tell me if I'm all in
Tell me if I'm all in
Tell me if I'm all in
You all in that shit
Written by: Keith Brown
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