Al-Doe - Hell's Angels lyrics

I can hold my liquor This man can’t handle me But this man can’t handle his weed On Chicago, south of town I’m on in Indiana I’m heard on the radio now I can’t handle no liquor But these b*tches can’t handle me I can’t control my n*ggas And my n*ggas they can’t control me You say you know me, my n*gga But you really just know the old me b*tch I’m back out my coma, waking up on your sofa When I park my Range Rover, slightly scratch your Corolla Okay, I smashed your Corolla, I’m hanging on a hangover Five years we been over, ask me why I came over