"Handle It" lyrics

Lil Pump & Ronny J Lyrics

"Handle It"

Yeah (Brr), Jet
Bad bih (Brr), uh (Hoo), uh
Yeah
(Oh my God, Ronny)

Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go handle it, I'ma go blast a bitch (Huh? Brr)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go blast a bitch, I'ma go handle it (Yeah, uh)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go handle it, I'ma go blast a bitch (Hoo, woah)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go blast a bitch, I'ma go handle it (Woah, hey)
Two hundred K on my neck and my wrist (Brr)
Two hundred K on my neck and my wrist (Yeah)
Two hundred K on my neck and my wrist (Ooh)
Two hundred K on my neck and my wrist (Brr)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go handle it, I'ma go blast a bitch (Hoo, woah)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go blast a bitch, I'ma go handle it (Hey, yeah), fa-fa-fa

Eight TV's in my house, no cable (Uh)
Broke her back, left her disabled (Break)
Slangin' on K all the way to her naval (Hoo)
Told my bitch that I'ma be faithful (For real)
I lied (Huh?), I'm fuckin' bitches everyday 'til I die
I'm sippin' lean 'til I turn forty five (Huh?)
Shot him in the head, but I'm aimin' for the eye (Pop-pop), bitch
I'm rich as hell, I can buy whatever the fuck I want (Bitch, damn)
You dumb as hell, I'm fuckin' your daughter in a Bentley truck (God damn)
Got a draco with me, cold side (Fa)
Put it in her ear, both sides (Bwah)
Pourin' up pints like Sosa (Huh?)
I'm sellin' pussy like Mally Mall (Ahh-huh)

Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go handle it, I'ma go blast a bitch (Huh? Brr)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go blast a bitch, I'ma go handle it (Yeah, uh)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go handle it, I'ma go blast a bitch (Hoo, woah)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go blast a bitch, I'ma go handle it (Woah, hey)
Two hundred K on my neck and my wrist (Brr)
Two hundred K on my neck and my wrist (Yeah)
Two hundred K on my neck and my wrist (Ooh)
Two hundred K on my neck and my wrist (Brr)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go handle it, I'ma go blast a bitch (Hoo, woah)
Back on my ratchet shit, I'ma go blast a bitch, I'ma go handle it (Hey, yeah), fa-fa-fa


Writer(s): Sly Dunbar, Kandi L. Burruss, Rick Carey, Leroy Butler, Marsden, Stephen John
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