Gucci Mane

Gucci Mane - Can't Handle Me feat. Young Scooter & Young Dolph lyrics

rate me

Yeah! Black negro guy!

Been the… I treat it like a…

Uh, uh, God damn, that’s the squad cars!

They gave me life and I’mma try to jump the bar line

They pulled it over with the pack, she the fine guy

It’s cruel world, big dough, use the small gun

I made you dope jump, I try to make the pot cry

I was… as brat, that was eight to five

Know about the pussy, made it come…

And if I choke on the chicken, oh you’ll all die

Those shoes…in my loafers, I got more time

Get on these number lines and I’m understanding no line

He doing fifty, he may never see the sun shine

Chorus: (x2)

I can’t let you handle me, I can’t let you handle me

All these bitches scandalous, I can’t let you handle me

All my niggas dangerous, I can’t let you handle me

Harder than a counter B, I can’t let you handle me!

I’m the king of the street, the South ain’t big enough

I had to take the throne, he ain’t hood enough

Fake rapper, why the fuck you rap the hood for?

The young niggas starving, no that ain’t no pull up

You rather be rich and famous, I rather be rich

Cause you could die famous…

The street famous, I put life insurance on..

So every time you bad teeth, you get an extra teeth

Stand down, busting juice, turn me to a super-star

Five hundred dollars in the.. smoking caviar

Known as a real street nigga, that’s who I do it for

Me and Gucci remix in the kitchen, adding bricks up

Chorus: (x2)

I can’t let you handle me, I can’t let you handle me

All these bitches scandalous, I can’t let you handle me

All my niggas dangerous, I can’t let you handle me

Harder than a counter B, I can’t let you handle me!

Oh, I count money and my bachelor plan chilling

Run in circles round this squad,

Ass niggas selling dope and fucking on

My bitch say she can’t handle me

And being.. use my Gucci scarf for fucking handkerchief

Relentless in the Cush, that’s my receipt

I sleep, walk and count money, nigga, I don’t go to sleep!

All this designer, oh, how could you not know it’s me?

We’re just shitting on the industry like it’s supposed to be!

My women down my weed … fuck your bitch women

I.. blunt, she rolling up, I’m in the.. one feet

I hit the gas, I’m turned up

Man, I’m smoking gas, going…

I heard they’re looking for me, all the cash staying, nigga can’t get me!

Chorus: (x2)

I can’t let you handle me, I can’t let you handle me

All these bitches scandalous, I can’t let you handle me

All my niggas dangerous, I can’t let you handle me

Harder than a counter B, I can’t let you handle me!

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