Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Handle Your Bars, artist - Flobots.
Date of issue: 03.03.2022
Song language: English
Handle Your Bars |
Now, normally I’m pretty conflict-avoidant |
Just ignore shit if it’s just annoying |
I don’t write a diss track about Stranger Things episode 7 |
I’d just be like, «that's disappointing» |
But recently I was just acquainted |
With a young man, maybe once-fan of ours |
(Hey look, this guy’s covering «Handlebars!») |
That’s cool, what’s he say in his bars? |
(Umm) |
(Instead of «my bike», he says «your girl») |
Oh, that’s really clever (Oh! It gets even better) |
Oh, naturally these days it has to be thoroughly crafted to be received |
fashionably |
(Oh, yes! You have to see this! |
His masterpiece is like a master thesis! |
In this project |
He concocts a fascinating twist of logic |
Describes a woman’s body like it’s just an object) |
(Hmm, watch out, watch out, hold up, hold up) |
I think that’s been done (Yeah, it’s been done) |
Well maybe, yeah |
I think that’s been dumb (Yeah, and then some, hmm) |
Yeah, I guess so |
I won’t hold it against 'um (Hold it against him) |
Oh really? |
Why not? |
Because he’s just twenty-one (Tryna get attention) |
(Actually, he’s twenty-two) |
Oh, then that’s disappointing |
(His name is Logan Paul) Oh, I don’t listen to boy bands |
(No, man! All the kids love his stuff |
You don’t know him at all?) What the fuck? |
This guy’s got like a million followers |
(12 million, way more than all of yours) |
Probably has like a billion dollar-ers |
(Well, if you care so much, then call a law-y-er) |
You see that bike? |
He’s gonna fall off |
(Hahaha) |
Honey, ain’t nobody in that video have booty like mine; |
that’s why he can ride |
it with no handlebars |
(Hahaha!) |
(He don’t need one, he don’t need one! Ain’t no cake!) |
Come around here, you’ll get lost (Help!) |
Missing person’s report! |
(Hah!) |
Now, why you gotta do it like that |
Took a nice track and abuse it like that |
With your stupid white rap |
Follow my music, my path, but crashed into an ice patch |
And it threw your ass back to the bougie heights |
That I presume you might’ve had |
But I don’t really know your music like that |
I mean, I don’t really know your movies like that |
I guess I don’t really get what you do |
So put your mic back on the bike rack tonight |
'Cause my lady says she’s not attracted by |
Male dominant dumb shit, that can die |
Look, Donald Trump’s kid has arrived |
That’s a woman, that’s a bike |
That’s a young kid, that’s a mind |
That is something that you might consider maybe just a little bit |
I know it’s all just a joke, but I disavow |
The whole system’s broke, gotta fix it now |
You can’t handle bars, so you mangle ours |
Till you split the spokes, now they’re sticking out |
Like Pinocchio’s nose that grows and twists around |
Hokey flows you keep pissing out |
Just to get a crowd to buy merchandise |
With our words inscribed on 'em? |
That doesn’t seem right |
I think this clown here deserves some pies on him |
I’ll put these rhymes in my first advice column: |
If you like someone, don’t blatantly bite from 'em |
If you like women don’t make a bike from 'em |
God! |
Sorry if I sound too do-goody, but |
For the sake of our community (huh!) |
I’mma take this opportunity |
To let you know there’s another stage after puberty |
(Hmm, watch out, watch out, hold up, hold up) |