Handsome Songtext

For the love of the money, they'll do
Just about anything so I had to get my bands up
In New York it's not enough bein' handsome, handsome

He ain't got no money so her last nigga bored her
Mm, she want trips to Florida
She know I got it, she been readin' my aura
She only fuck with the ballers
All my niggas get to it, we been the influence
New shit we been doin', hating the been students
Step back, look at my wealth (Mm)
Sorry, I had to pardon myself
I had to figure it the fuck out, no help
This ATF and we ain't takin' no Ls
They still ain't got no answer for me
Ooh, she can't keep her hands up off me
VV's on my hands, they frosty
That's why I pull up, she a dancer for me (Word?)
Nasty for me
That's how we movin' now? (Woah-woah)
Copy, its a movie now
Good thing my heart wasn't in it
You know me, I'm in an out
Like why would I worry myself
With things I can't change? I just know myself
I just had to get my bands up
In New York it's not enough bein' handsome, handsome
For the love of the money, they'll do
Just about anything
Get my bands up
Had to get my bands up, woah
For the love of the money, they'll do
Just about anything
Get my bands up
In New York it's not enough bein' handsome