Movee - howyuhlnd Lyrics

Yeah
If you was in my shoes, how would you handle this shit
In my shoes how you gon' handle this shit
Gotta big ass leaf finna go face this shit
Think I might of found love, like Jack Dawson bitch
When I'm bored I go slight Givenchy then switch
She say she f*ck with my swag, oh you into this
Yeah oh you into this
Watch how I put this ice on my wrist
Wake up in the morning, and lace my kicks
Balenci the pants might throw on sum Rick
Sit in the dark no sunlight here
Facing these blunts how, I handle this shit
Sippin' on lean how, I handle this shit
If the opps slide we, gon' handle that shit
Think we ain't bout it we, gon' show you we is
A-R-P working you know I don't miss
Feeling like Kobe, I'm clutch to this shit
Rocking designer on some rockstar shit
Poppin my shit with a iced out wrist
Swaggin' to hard how, I keep it like this
Bought her Margeila nobody did this
But, it's my girl so I did not trick
When she leave you, I f*ck on ya bitch
Guitars yeah I'm f*cking with this
Za yeah, I'm f*cking with this
Punchin' ya chest now you tweaking and shit
She reaching for molly, the drugs type shit
Tec came with a coolin' kit
Shell catcher bought, and equipped
Slide on ya block, we handle that shit
F*ck on ya bitch, we handle that shit
Going up oh I like this
Down bad never ask for shit
Got it myself, and now I'm rich
Balenciaga all on my kicks
Just wait your turn cuz', when it's yo turn ain't no going back
Think about how you gon' handle that
Rockstar, but I stay in the trap
Good smoke stay in my lung
A X stay on my palm
Sippin lean and geeking uhhh
Uhhh uhhh uhhh