Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Force My Hand, artist - Jackboy.
Date of issue: 21.07.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Don't Force My Hand |
I told my bitch I’m having motion, ain’t supposed to hate me |
Don’t worry 'bout them, they not killers, they just talking crazy |
And how these niggas be on my dick, this shit starting to amaze me |
They be acting like lil' fucking hoes speaking 'bout the kid daily |
I’m taking trips to Dubai just to shop, baby, I’m different |
Got so much Dior in my closet, they say that I’m tripping |
Got so much blue hundreds on me the bitch think that I’m cripping |
I had to stop hanging with them niggas, we ain’t have the same vision |
I can’t be wasting time on the jets, I’m tryna stack these mills |
And how I been shitting on 'em lately, it’s like I got a deal |
And how I been shitting on them niggas, I know they all pissed |
Just when you shoot your shot, lil' nigga, you better not miss |
Ayy, boy |
Listen, if it ain’t safe for me, it ain’t safe for nobody out this bitch |
That’s fact, nigga, fuck you talking 'bout, nigga? |
Stop playing with me, man |
Please big brother, don’t force my hand or people gonna die |
Please big brother, don’t force my hand, that’s me putting aside my pride |
I flew to Haiti say I’m ready for whatever |
Nigga feeling like a gremlin, bitch, I’m feeling just like the devil |
I’m moving like a rebel, I won’t dickride for no clout |
I don’t like to fuck with rappers, them niggas like to run they mouth |
I’m a G all by myself, I don’t gotta be a hundred deep |
I could go anywhere I want, I be damned a nigga do something to me |
You got me feeling like we could’ve been superstars |
(For real, my nigga, we really could) |
Pulling up in foreign cars |
(Yeah, for real, for real) |
Nah, fuck that shit, nigga, no, we couldn’t |
The main niggas that be hating on you be the ones you think that wouldn’t |
Niggas lying to the media talking about me on interviews |
I expect that shit from them niggas, they ain’t got nothing else to do |
Ain’t nobody catching me slipping, I’m leaving the studio clutching pistols |
I keep one in the head, the streets done fucked up a nigga mental |
I keep one in the head, the streets done fucked up a nigga mind |
I stopped fucking with every nigga that done gave me a fucked up vibe |
I told DJ close the back door, don’t let none of them niggas in |
Long as I got you and my brother, promise I don’t need no more new friends |
The streets done taught me a lot, no ABC’s, just keep FN’s |
The streets done taught me a lot to the point you can’t even trust your kin |
Murder on my mind, I pray I never have to kill my dawg |
I be ready to stand my ground, nigga know I’m not worried about the law |
Please big brother, don’t force my hand or people gonna die |
Please big brother, don’t force my hand, that’s me putting aside my pride |
I flew to Haiti say I’m ready for whatever |
Nigga feeling like a gremlin, bitch, I’m feeling just like the devil |
Please big brother, don’t force my hand or people gonna die |
Please big brother, don’t force my hand, that’s me putting aside my pride |
I flew to Haiti say I’m ready for whatever |
Nigga feeling like a gremlin, bitch, I’m feeling just like the devil |