Handy Manny
Zaybackwood
GENRE
(Hook)
You a pussy, but I been knew that
Sorry but not sorry, yeah I meant to be a douchebag
Now you hate me, oh well too bad
Wanna start some beef with me, but you don’t wanna do that
Call my uncle Handy Manny, asking where the tools at
Tell him bout the problem, hands it to me then I use that
Aim it at you head, not the feet, I don’t toe tag
Don’t know why you run up, when I tell ya that I don’t lack
(Verse)
I can’t even roll in peace, I’m feeling like I’m Kodak
Oppositions watching, tryna find where I stay at
Try me like I’m Dej Loaf, bullet in your skullcap
Drop you to your knees, should’ve know that you‘re no match for me
Trapping with my dawgs at the age of 15
I was down below like Roddy, was poor and naive
Yeah I had to make a change, when I turned 18
Now I’m making money, so much money they could not believe
Like Ripley, do you believe it or not
I’ve been busy, I don’t got time for no thot
Counting up these hundreds and fifties
Want my money blue, on my hustle like I’m Nipsey
(Hook)
You a pussy, but I been knew that
Sorry but not sorry, yeah I meant to be a douchebag
Now you hate me, oh well too bad
Wanna start some beef with me, but you don’t wanna do that
Call my uncle Handy Manny, asking where the tools at
Tell him bout the problem, hands it to me then I use that
Aim it at you head, not the feet, I don’t toe tag
Don’t know why you run up, when I tell ya that I don’t lack
You a pussy, but I been knew that
Sorry but not sorry, yeah I meant to be a douchebag
Now you hate me, oh well too bad
Wanna start some beef with me, but you don’t wanna do that
Call my uncle Handy Manny, asking where the tools at
Tell him bout the problem, hands it to me then I use that
Aim it at you head, not the feet, I don’t toe tag
Don’t know why you run up, when I tell ya that I don’t lack
(Verse)
I can’t even roll in peace, I’m feeling like I’m Kodak
Oppositions watching, tryna find where I stay at
Try me like I’m Dej Loaf, bullet in your skullcap
Drop you to your knees, should’ve know that you‘re no match for me
Trapping with my dawgs at the age of 15
I was down below like Roddy, was poor and naive
Yeah I had to make a change, when I turned 18
Now I’m making money, so much money they could not believe
Like Ripley, do you believe it or not
I’ve been busy, I don’t got time for no thot
Counting up these hundreds and fifties
Want my money blue, on my hustle like I’m Nipsey
(Hook)
You a pussy, but I been knew that
Sorry but not sorry, yeah I meant to be a douchebag
Now you hate me, oh well too bad
Wanna start some beef with me, but you don’t wanna do that
Call my uncle Handy Manny, asking where the tools at
Tell him bout the problem, hands it to me then I use that
Aim it at you head, not the feet, I don’t toe tag
Don’t know why you run up, when I tell ya that I don’t lack
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