Handstand (feat. Saweetie)

(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
(Hitmaka) (Go, Grizz)
Montana, yeah

You need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch (haan)
One don't give a fuck and say she took that dick
You need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch
Twerkin' up in traffic on some hood rat shit (alright)
I got your man throwin' bands
Pop that pussy for me, do a handstand (yeah, alright)
I got your man throwin' bands (throwin' bands)
Pop that pussy for me, do a handstand (haan) (alright)

I need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch
One don't give a fuck and say she took that dick (alright)
I need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch
Twerkin' up in traffic on some hunchback shit (Montana)

Catch me in a wagon, red, one-fifty (fifty)
Red bottoms, got the floor sticky (Sticky)
You know my trigger, three-quarters just to hide the blicky
Run, Ricky (Woo), now he dippin' through the avenue
French, comment allez-vous
Ratchet and the baddest
She want carats, feast (alright)
Wagons, flicks (alright)
Bad bitch, freak, ratchet, bеast

Get your hands up, tell 'em, "Gеt your bands up" (swish)
I be KD, shootin', get your hands up (alright)
Let me kick it, like Jamaicans, I don't lick it
I just pull up with the ticket
David Copperfield, I trick it (haan)
She wanna make the whole thing disappear proper
And hold it in her hand like an Oscar

You need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch (haan)
One don't give a fuck and say she took that dick
You need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch
Twerkin' up in traffic on some hood rat shit (alright)
I got your man throwin' bands
Pop that pussy for me, do a handstand (yeah, alright)
I got your man throwin' bands (throwin' bands)
Pop that pussy for me, do a handstand (haan) (alright)

He need a sex symbol, he need some sexual (yeah)
I need a nigga who be fuckin' up my edge control (yeah)
He need a stripper-type of body, need it flexible
He like it thick like she ignorin' all her vegetables (yeah)
I just put this pussy all over his face tattoos
Got him pullin' on my wig, like, what this lace can't do?
And if he got a lotta options, he should weigh them too
I give him real fat ass with some fake bamboo (huh)

I want a hundred niggas on they knees eatin' my pussy (alright)
I wanna see 'em on my timeline tweetin' they love me (alright)
Tell baby, "Lift my legs up like I'm wearin' a Huggie"
Kitty always knock him out, ooh, that poor little puppy
Triple sevens on my credit score, a bitch must be lucky (uh-huh)
Tell daddy, "Order me some oysters with a side of that nuggies" (okay)
So where them project niggas with them big ass figures? (Mm)
I'm a high-class bitch, need a big bag spender (mwah)

You need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch (haan)
One don't give a fuck and say she took that dick
You need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch
Twerkin' up in traffic on some hood rat shit (alright)
I got your man throwin' bands
Pop that pussy for me, do a handstand (yeah, alright)
I got your man throwin' bands (throwin' bands)
Pop that pussy for me, do a handstand (haan) (alright)

I need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch
One don't give a fuck and say she took that dick (alright)
I need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch
Twerkin' up in traffic on some hunchback shit (Montana)



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Dotson, Karim Kharbouch, Kevin Andre Price, Christian Ward, Taylor Monet Parks, Diamonte Harper, Sample, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Randall Avery Hammers, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons, Jaucquez Lowe
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