"CUT OFF YOUR HANDS" lyrics
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To the sun, to the sun, hm
To the sun, to the sun, yeah
Hands up to the sun
Yeah, put your hands up to the ceiling, yeah
Throw your hands up and jump, yeah
Hands, hands, hands (Slatt)
Yeah, she just cut off her hands, t-throw it up if you got bands
Yeah, I got some Rickie pants, that shit cost an arm and leg
Block get hot, hold up your head
Boy, make sure you hold your head up (Yeah, yeah)
Add the body count like, damn, he fell off, he like Lil Xan
I-I nod off, off a lil' Xan' (Shh), start a family in Japan
Flick my grandpa with the pan (Woah), damn, I can't see him again (Yeah)
You wan' see me fail so bad, I could never give that chance up (Nope)
Fuck it, money dance on 'em, fuck it, money dance (Yeah, yeah)
Molly sand tan, huh, let's do that again (Yeah)
I won't judge you in front of your friends, shawty, it-it all depends (Yeah, woo)
No, I can't let 'em in (Huh)
Titties on the Glock, won't jam, huh (Hol' up, yeah)
In Miami like Bam, yeah
Bitch, let's get it in (Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop)
Hands, hands, hands, hands, hands
Yeah, she just cut off her hands
Throw it up if you got bands, throw it up if you got bands
Throwin' up my whole damn stomach
Throw it up if you got bands
Throw it up if you got—, throw it—, throw it up if you got bands
Throw it up if you got—, throw it—, throw it up if you got bands
To the sun, to the sun, hm
To the sun, to the sun, yeah
Hands up to the sun
Yeah, put your hands up to the ceiling, yeah
Throw your hands up and jump, yeah
Hands, hands, hands (Slatt)
Yeah, she just cut off her hands, t-throw it up if you got bands
Yeah, I got some Rickie pants, that shit cost an arm and leg
Block get hot, hold up your head
Boy, make sure you hold your head up (Yeah, yeah)
Add the body count like, damn, he fell off, he like Lil Xan
I nod off, off a lil' Xan', start a family in Japan
Flick my grandpa with the pan, damn, I can't see him again (Yeah)
You wan' see me fail so bad, I could never give that chance up
Fuck it, money dance on 'em, fuck it, money dance (Yeah)
Sayso
To the sun, to the sun, yeah
Hands up to the sun
Yeah, put your hands up to the ceiling, yeah
Throw your hands up and jump, yeah
Hands, hands, hands (Slatt)
Yeah, she just cut off her hands, t-throw it up if you got bands
Yeah, I got some Rickie pants, that shit cost an arm and leg
Block get hot, hold up your head
Boy, make sure you hold your head up (Yeah, yeah)
Add the body count like, damn, he fell off, he like Lil Xan
I-I nod off, off a lil' Xan' (Shh), start a family in Japan
Flick my grandpa with the pan (Woah), damn, I can't see him again (Yeah)
You wan' see me fail so bad, I could never give that chance up (Nope)
Fuck it, money dance on 'em, fuck it, money dance (Yeah, yeah)
Molly sand tan, huh, let's do that again (Yeah)
I won't judge you in front of your friends, shawty, it-it all depends (Yeah, woo)
No, I can't let 'em in (Huh)
Titties on the Glock, won't jam, huh (Hol' up, yeah)
In Miami like Bam, yeah
Bitch, let's get it in (Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop)
Hands, hands, hands, hands, hands
Yeah, she just cut off her hands
Throw it up if you got bands, throw it up if you got bands
Throwin' up my whole damn stomach
Throw it up if you got bands
Throw it up if you got—, throw it—, throw it up if you got bands
Throw it up if you got—, throw it—, throw it up if you got bands
To the sun, to the sun, hm
To the sun, to the sun, yeah
Hands up to the sun
Yeah, put your hands up to the ceiling, yeah
Throw your hands up and jump, yeah
Hands, hands, hands (Slatt)
Yeah, she just cut off her hands, t-throw it up if you got bands
Yeah, I got some Rickie pants, that shit cost an arm and leg
Block get hot, hold up your head
Boy, make sure you hold your head up (Yeah, yeah)
Add the body count like, damn, he fell off, he like Lil Xan
I nod off, off a lil' Xan', start a family in Japan
Flick my grandpa with the pan, damn, I can't see him again (Yeah)
You wan' see me fail so bad, I could never give that chance up
Fuck it, money dance on 'em, fuck it, money dance (Yeah)
Sayso
