[Intro Scratches: Henry Draw]
Hand me down
[Verse 1: Henry Draw]
Hand me down whip, I don't care if it’s trash
Tryna stay safe, gotta buckle up the sash
Afraid whenever foot is on the gas that I'll crash
A toe tag on the pedal, I see 60 on the dash
Got 50 of the cash for fast food and some gas
I'm tryna focus while my friends are tokin’ in the back
The lights that's on the other side gon' blind me in the flash
Itchin' to get out the driver's seat like boy just got a rash
That's the adjective on how I would describe most my decisions
The doctor said I needed glasses, he don't see the vision
I tеll my story, make myself look bettеr with elision
If it's blasted on the speakers, no reason for television
To process thoughts and feelings, need to see them written out
Potential that we got is keepin’ me driven about
Get almost no sleep then collision on the couch
And dream about the days when I need a bigger pouch
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus: Zach Vaz]
Go run in blind before they take it from you, you
Usurp my throne and lock me into the tomb, tomb
[Verse 2: LUKAZ]
Fuckin’ bastards, I never had a masters
Past lives always tryna figure out my password
Why you gotta be so low? Where your fuckin' standards?
Niggas always saying I’m so toxic, I'm a hazard
Got me talking backwards, no wonder they be mad first
My words, they be stuck on me, I keep that shit plastered
Y'all can't find the answers, need to fix your grammar
Talk a lot of shit but on the real you just a capper
[Verse 3: Young Kippur]
Tough dude, got him in his feelings like a therapist
Paranoia from marijuana cloudin’ all his arrogance
Feelin' like they been starin, I'm peelin' out, it's apparent
I'm sealin' up all the cans and I'm sellin' it to your parents
Yeah, it's Young Kip, flippin' packs, go back home, rippin' tracks
I ain't fuck with this and that, y'all busy but your vision's wack
Check, one, two, I come in and double tapped ‘em
I been really sayin' that you'd have to be a fool to just ignore the goat
Lil' thottie asked me what's my horoscope?
A gemini, tellin' the future, oracle
Balance ain't metaphorical
Two sides like who rides, who don't, I don't need critics who never blew smoke
I see me flying to Bali and coppin' Saint Laurent
I stack my dollars, repeat it, and then I lay it on
When I get bored, I sip Henny and then I make a song
Probably leave your head way behind if I know you ain't been on
[Chorus: Zach Vaz]
Go run in blind before they take it from you, you
Usurp my throne and lock me into the tomb, tomb
Hand me down
[Verse 1: Henry Draw]
Hand me down whip, I don't care if it’s trash
Tryna stay safe, gotta buckle up the sash
Afraid whenever foot is on the gas that I'll crash
A toe tag on the pedal, I see 60 on the dash
Got 50 of the cash for fast food and some gas
I'm tryna focus while my friends are tokin’ in the back
The lights that's on the other side gon' blind me in the flash
Itchin' to get out the driver's seat like boy just got a rash
That's the adjective on how I would describe most my decisions
The doctor said I needed glasses, he don't see the vision
I tеll my story, make myself look bettеr with elision
If it's blasted on the speakers, no reason for television
To process thoughts and feelings, need to see them written out
Potential that we got is keepin’ me driven about
Get almost no sleep then collision on the couch
And dream about the days when I need a bigger pouch
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus: Zach Vaz]
Go run in blind before they take it from you, you
Usurp my throne and lock me into the tomb, tomb
[Verse 2: LUKAZ]
Fuckin’ bastards, I never had a masters
Past lives always tryna figure out my password
Why you gotta be so low? Where your fuckin' standards?
Niggas always saying I’m so toxic, I'm a hazard
Got me talking backwards, no wonder they be mad first
My words, they be stuck on me, I keep that shit plastered
Y'all can't find the answers, need to fix your grammar
Talk a lot of shit but on the real you just a capper
[Verse 3: Young Kippur]
Tough dude, got him in his feelings like a therapist
Paranoia from marijuana cloudin’ all his arrogance
Feelin' like they been starin, I'm peelin' out, it's apparent
I'm sealin' up all the cans and I'm sellin' it to your parents
Yeah, it's Young Kip, flippin' packs, go back home, rippin' tracks
I ain't fuck with this and that, y'all busy but your vision's wack
Check, one, two, I come in and double tapped ‘em
I been really sayin' that you'd have to be a fool to just ignore the goat
Lil' thottie asked me what's my horoscope?
A gemini, tellin' the future, oracle
Balance ain't metaphorical
Two sides like who rides, who don't, I don't need critics who never blew smoke
I see me flying to Bali and coppin' Saint Laurent
I stack my dollars, repeat it, and then I lay it on
When I get bored, I sip Henny and then I make a song
Probably leave your head way behind if I know you ain't been on
[Chorus: Zach Vaz]
Go run in blind before they take it from you, you
Usurp my throne and lock me into the tomb, tomb
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