Upper Hand Songtext

LBS Kee'vin

von Belair Baby

Upper Hand Songtext
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Honorable Court
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah (C-C-Cas got no rearview)

I got love for you, girl, but I try not to show it, can't give you the upper hand
Sellin' drugs and catchin' charges broke my heart, I prolly won't be able to love again
Do you really love me, baby? Would you hold my work for me?
She went to school to be a professor, then I guess I'm Hercules
My niggas gorillas that's in the jungle
Got 20 shooters, nigga, pick a number
My shirt and my shoes is Gucci
That's why she give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer
Give me head while I'm bendin' corners, might take you to Benihanas

Love make you do some crazy things, that's what she told me
My niggas wanna see me ball like Major Payne
Now I'm feelin' like Kobe
Bitch fuckin' on the first night
I ain't bought a thing and she barely know me
Spent 20 bands on my mouth with Johnny Dang
Still gotta check on me
Seem like the jewelry been keepin' me sane
I'm playin' in puddles, I'm stuck in the rain
My niggas still trappin', he stuck in the game
For me, they'll crash, so stay in your lane
I need a Megan Thee Stallion
I spent 10 thousand on a medallion
Yves Saint Laurent on my feet, I be stylin'
And my bitch look like she from the islands
She know where the nut landin', no Collins
Baby, I'm not yo' man, I don't got it
Nigga, this ain't off brand, this Versace
Nigga, you broke no bands in yo' pocket
I went to Houston to shine, but give me my space 'cause I keep a rocket
Got 24 hours feelin' like I'm runnin' outta time, and I see people watchin'

Keep my head above water
I'm havin' flashbacks of takin' drug orders
All the work in the car, they callin' me a drug hoarder
Prolly never showed it, but I told her I got love for her
Keep my head above water
I'm havin' flashbacks of takin' drug orders
All the work in the car, they callin' me a drug hoarder
Prolly never showed it, but I told her I got love for her

I got love for you, girl, but I try not to show it, can't give you the upper hand
Sellin' drugs and catchin' charges broke my heart, I prolly won't be able to love again
Do you really love me, baby? Would you hold my work for me?
She went to school to be a professor, then I guess I'm Hercules
My niggas gorillas that's in the jungle
Got 20 shooters, nigga, pick a number
My shirt and my shoes is Gucci
That's why she give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer
Give me head while I'm bendin' corners, might take you to Benihanas