I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Look mama no hands
Tell pop I'm the man
Playing baseball with these hits
Bouncing off the wall no vans
I don't think you understand
Can't nobody do what I can
Playing baseball with these hits
Gotta make bank that's bands
Money over bitches all day
Still got a hunnid bitches in the hall way
Winners gon win, and players gon play
Ballon d'Or way, we don't f*ck with no capes
Let em all in, ima let em all stay
Racks in the air they gon do what I say
Racks in the safe boy the safe got a safe
That safe got a safe so you know that I'm safe
But I never play safe
I don't even play fair homie I just play great
Always bet big Llucky always raise stakes
And If you want beef I can always make steaks
But I ain't got time cause I'd rather make guap
White star niggas all they do is make pap
Playing baseball with these hits I ain't swaak
How am I the shit and you the one that make kak
Huh
Huh
Playing baseball with these hits I ain't swaak
How am I the shit and you the one that make kak
I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Paraplegic with the hits, yes
Cash anemic like a crip, yes
Cause it's coming out the blue, whoa
See me stacking up the chips, yes
Pray the money never dips, yes
Like gymnastic make it flip, yes
Girl the plastic full of ones
Gimme reason for a tip, yes
Llucky - No Hands Lyrics
Llucky - No Hands Lyrics
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I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Look mama no hands
Tell pop I'm the man
Playing baseball with these hits
Bouncing off the wall no vans
I don't think you understand
Can't nobody do what I can
Playing baseball with these hits
Gotta make bank that's bands
Money over bitches all day
Still got a hunnid bitches in the hall way
Winners gon win, and players gon play
Ballon d'Or way, we don't f*ck with no capes
Let em all in, ima let em all stay
Racks in the air they gon do what I say
Racks in the safe boy the safe got a safe
That safe got a safe so you know that I'm safe
But I never play safe
I don't even play fair homie I just play great
Always bet big Llucky always raise stakes
And If you want beef I can always make steaks
But I ain't got time cause I'd rather make guap
White star niggas all they do is make pap
Playing baseball with these hits I ain't swaak
How am I the shit and you the one that make kak
Huh
Huh
Playing baseball with these hits I ain't swaak
How am I the shit and you the one that make kak
I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Paraplegic with the hits, yes
Cash anemic like a crip, yes
Cause it's coming out the blue, whoa
See me stacking up the chips, yes
Pray the money never dips, yes
Like gymnastic make it flip, yes
Girl the plastic full of ones
Gimme reason for a tip, yes
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Look mama no hands
Tell pop I'm the man
Playing baseball with these hits
Bouncing off the wall no vans
I don't think you understand
Can't nobody do what I can
Playing baseball with these hits
Gotta make bank that's bands
Money over bitches all day
Still got a hunnid bitches in the hall way
Winners gon win, and players gon play
Ballon d'Or way, we don't f*ck with no capes
Let em all in, ima let em all stay
Racks in the air they gon do what I say
Racks in the safe boy the safe got a safe
That safe got a safe so you know that I'm safe
But I never play safe
I don't even play fair homie I just play great
Always bet big Llucky always raise stakes
And If you want beef I can always make steaks
But I ain't got time cause I'd rather make guap
White star niggas all they do is make pap
Playing baseball with these hits I ain't swaak
How am I the shit and you the one that make kak
Huh
Huh
Playing baseball with these hits I ain't swaak
How am I the shit and you the one that make kak
I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
I don't need friends I got fans
I don't need a bitch I got bands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Look mom, no hands
Look mom, no hands
Playing baseball with these hits
Look mom no hands
Paraplegic with the hits, yes
Cash anemic like a crip, yes
Cause it's coming out the blue, whoa
See me stacking up the chips, yes
Pray the money never dips, yes
Like gymnastic make it flip, yes
Girl the plastic full of ones
Gimme reason for a tip, yes