put up your hands

Just put up your hands (yeah, yeah) Put up your hand yeah (yeah) Just put up your hand (yeah) Just put up your hands yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Just put up your hands Mama said "pull up your pants" I said "Mama I got bands, I'm so sorry so I cant" (yeah, just put up your hands) But I got this F&N And I'm finna use it on a nigga who said I wont spin (fa fa fa fa) Undercover on my body so I do not f*ck with trends (yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah) Getting rich I'm just like Roddy, watch me stack and count these bands (oh my God) Now you mad bitch, do sum I heard that you called two shooters for me, I got two guns (fa fa fa fa) I know that your shooter can't even shoot, he ain't shoot nun (he ain't shoot nun) Cho-Cho-Choppa shooting like some hot breath, I needa chew gum (I needa chew gum, fa fa) I ain't rappin', that's that bag talkin' L-LC500, bitch I blast off (vroom) Damn I think I see the future, take my mask off (yeah, yeah) Hellcat, keep on burning up, f*ck up the asphalt Swerve away It's 12 on your ass, you need to get away I been cuttin' up and swervin' out up on the interstate I just crashed the whip, hop out on feet and jump over that gate You better keep your phone on silent before this shit get too late Damn we took em' on a chase Hit me if you bank with Chase I put choppa to your face Jus-Just to put you in your place I'm in love with fucking Dracs Feel like Nett, I'm sipping drank Drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank And it's zaza, you know brudda pull up smokin' stank And that za stickin' on my fingers, you know that shit dank (yeah) Why the hell I face this blunt myself, now I can't even think (now I can't even think, yeah) Why the hell I face this line myself, bitch now I'm boutta faint (now I'm boutta faint, yeah) Just put up your hand, yeah just put up your hand (drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank) Just put up your hand, yeah just put up your hand (drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank) Just put up your hands (yeah, yeah) Put up your hand yeah (yeah) Put up your hand (yeah) Just put up your hands yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Just put up your hands Mama said "pull up your pants" I said "Mama I got bands, I'm so sorry so I cant" (what the f*ck, just put up your hands) But I got this F&N And I'm finna use it on a nigga who said I wont spin (fa fa fa fa) Undercover on my body so I do not f*ck with trends (yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah) Getting rich I'm just like Roddy, watch me stack and count these bands Getting rich I'm just like Roddy, watch me stack and count these bands Getting rich I'm just like Roddy, watch me stack and count these bands Getting rich I'm just like Roddy, watch me stack and count these bands Pilot