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Handle It
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Handle It was released on February 22, 2026 by JamWayne as a part of the album Handle It - Single
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Release DateFebruary 22, 2026
LabelJamWayne
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JamWayne
JamWayne
Vocals
Keith Cash
Keith Cash
Vocals
Marcotic
Marcotic
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaman Palmer
Jaman Palmer
Songwriter
Lance Patrick
Lance Patrick
Songwriter
Marcus Staples
Marcus Staples
Songwriter
Lukas Payne
Lukas Payne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Karltin Bankz
Karltin Bankz
Producer

Lyrics

Karltin
Wrath before dishonor loyalty, respect
Real recognize real, there ain't too many of us left
I ride for my bro, I take a bullet for my family
If you got a problem, let me know and we could handle it
We could handle it (wrath before dishonor)
We could handle it, we could, we could handle it
We could handle it (loyalty, respect)
We could handle it, we could, we could handle it
We handling this, 'bout to handle business
Bitch, snakes ratting and them bitch full of hatred
What's gotten into me? No grudges
But the cold hard truth how they infect the team
All the youth and the truce, females and the dudes
Blue collar good folks, all the mes and the yous
How they push their shit when you abide by the rules
Know the truth, they don't really give a fuck about you
Shit wrap when they mix that garden root
Smell that shoe, weed stanky fuckin' perfume
Need pills for your aches and your sweaty balls
Here's a script, take act, it's a protocol
Test dummies for the fuck they would call
Give 'em anything, fill 'em up with chemicals
Get 'em all thinking that they need a cure
Trying to give 'em everything unnatural
So I'll be popping this shit like Pimp C, pimping
Crystalize, whipping it proper
Just met Dixie on the line, in the pines
Moonshine, wild side, doing shit that I oughta
Probably let slide, but you know I'm gon' ride
Hit 'em high, hit 'em low, let the bodies hit the floor
Won't be treading on me, got to get back
ASAP 'fore my bros get smoked (Rrah!)
Wrath before dishonor loyalty, respect
Real recognize real, there ain't too many of us left
I ride for my bro, I take a bullet for my family
If you got a problem, let me know and we could handle it
We could handle it (wrath before dishonor)
We could handle it, we could, we could handle it
We could handle it (loyalty, respect)
We could handle it, we could, we could handle it
Riding around 615 with a big bang
Numbers been coming up and that's gonna make a big man
Fuck the promoters who used to call me on a cash crab
Know if I'm coming to your city, it's the big bag
Yeah, ever rode through hell with a bag and a steel
Know some hating motherfuckers watch, want me to fail
Call play in National City, bitch, I move L's
Old school, can't talk on the phone or the mail
Riding and I'm creeping slow, I gotta take a look around
And if you got a problem, better come and handle it now
'Cause my fate's been sentenced, don't believe in no doubt
White boy in the trailer, gotta stand up for the South
Need compensation for my conversation
Bitch know I'm flyer than a space station
Gotta issue, face it, no hesitation
Need my money right now like I'm getting impatient
Respect on my name, that Southern drawl when I talk
Gon' be the last threat on my life said they gon' fuck me off
I'ma wait and pull my ass out
Won't run and call the cops
Me and my brothers gon' speak
To the court I been a boss, yeah
Wrath before dishonor loyalty, respect
Real recognize real, there ain't too many of us left
I ride for my bro, I take a bullet for my family
If you got a problem, let me know and we could handle it
We could handle it (wrath before dishonor)
We could handle it, we could, we could handle it
We could handle it (loyalty, respect)
We could handle it, we could, we could handle it
Written by: Jaman Palmer, Lance Patrick, Lukas Payne, Marcus Staples
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