Big Bank Black - Handicap lyrics

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Big Bank Black - Handicap lyrics

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Well, I bounce in past the bouncer, with a handgun and a chopper Well, I bounce in past the bouncer, with a handgun and a rifle I might bounce in, me a bouncer, handgun and an ounce Young n***a with a shotgun, and a handgun, and a rifle Get pitched in, I'm a lifer – put my hand on the Bible You walking fast, you need to slow up, ho Acting lame, you need to grow up, ho Got drank, I'm ‘bout to pour up, ho I was broke, but I ain't broke no more No place the GuWop can't go Trap rap, f** hip-hop, ho Rambo with a loaded four-four Commando, kick in your front door Jesús, Alejandro Get your whole family k**ed like El Chapo Lots of guap and escundo Drop the top, I'm in a new Lambo' Let your daddy know, twin Calicos And I'll k** your a** if you like to gamble County man, if your a** didn't know Like Cunningham I make your a** ran, ho Afghanistan, I'm a travelling man And when I pull up, got an army van You must live in Fantasy Land Cut off you and your partner hand Candyman, I'm from the scrap And I'll leave your partner's a** handicapped [Hook: Gucci Mane] Handicap, handicap, handicap, handicap Run up on me and I'mma leave you handicapped Handicap, handicap, handicap, handicap I keep a pistol by me, I've got handy scraps Handicap, handicap, handicap, handicap Shoot you in your head, youse in your partner lap Handicap, handicap, handicap, handicap Guap like the wheelchair n***as, handicapped [Verse 2: Big Bank Black] Heard he beefing with the mob, call him Two Wheel Willie You ain't no gangster, p**y n***a, youse a World Star bully Just a key-boy gangster, talking tough as your train We bustin' tommy guns, p**y, like back in the day I run with butcher-knife k**ers, they might chop off your fade I got them crazy young n***as, they might jump out the state Godfather status – I might spit in your face And don't be muggin' p**y n***a, slap that look off your face And if you want it, come get it – all my n***as with it Got Nuke and Squeak with me, you know the carbon spittin' You know them n***as hitting, you know they gone blast If you f** around and live, you in a body cast [Hook: Gucci Mane]

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