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Trouble in my hands Poppin’ out the function it’s a hunnid in these bands dawg Its all in the air unless it’s bussin’ out my hands dawg She said she from France really she from over there Really I jumped out the leer, really I keep it in here Really I’m off something real, really I been - Keeping it real and giving a fuck how they feel I put the bank on my backend I’m feelin’ like I’m outchea giving out deals We came from nothing for real We had to run it for real And I’m bouta buss it for real I’m bouta buss it for real And I’m bouta buss it for real When she come She come Correct Finesse I’m next I’m blessed You guessed They pressed I bet Light me up a blue leaf count up what I’m bout to spend Careful how you’re moving you know I won’t trust again I been on the edge and I been living my life best and no here can come at my neck and let me know I’m the one they wanna press Letras de cancionesLethal weapon careful where you steppin’ Careful what you pressin’ dawg Move around with some blessings If I ever split it lord knows it’s just with my bredren (If I - if I ever split it lord knows it’s just with my bredren) Trouble in my hands Poppin’ out the function it’s a hunnid in these bands dawg Its all in the air unless it’s bussin’ out my hands dawg She said she from France really she from over there Really I jumped out the leer, really I keep it in here Really I’m off something real, really I been - Keeping it real and giving a fuck how they feel I put the bank on my backend I’m feelin’ like I’m outchea giving out deals We came from nothing for real We had to run it for real And I’m bouta buss it for real I’m bouta buss it for real And I’m bouta buss it for real I’m bouta buss it for real Baby girl she know the deal I’m fucking for real She ain’t gotta be shy cos I’m coming for real Better come correct, lil mama from the set, yeah Broke boy get your bands up I ain’t fucking with no prancers Only dirty dirty dancers She gon lay up on my mattress Lights camera action Press play let it happen Two deep now we’re nappin’ Yeah Ain’t got time for feels, I’m just tryna stack a mil yeah You know how it feels, I flew Vic out to the Bay So you know we chasing thrills I got lil mama on speed dial And she just know the deal yeah But please don’t come test me I know the Bay stay wavy But you cannot come test me Yeah, cos I got - Trouble in my hands Poppin’ out the function it’s a hunnid in these bands dawg Its all in the air unless it’s bussin’ out my hands dawg She said she from France really she from over there Really I jumped out the leer, really I keep it in here Really I’m off something real, really I been - Keeping it real and giving a fuck how they feel I put the bank on my backend I’m feelin’ like I’m outchea giving out deals We came from nothing for real We had to run it for real And I’m bouta buss it for real I’m bouta buss it for real And I’m bouta buss it for real From Letras Mania