Handle It
[Intro]
Who made this? JB made this
Gotcha

[Verse 1: Headie One]
Why them man there love tarkin'?
Man really don't do reasonin'
Man really hit the market and bargain
I been tryna get it cheapest
Get that soft and whip it
It comin' out strong like Future and Weeknd
Heavy metal on me, I just can't step naked
It's nuttin' like the Garden of Eden
Everyone's speakin' 'till they turned target
Nuttin' like the DJ
OT, OT, OT, half my life man's got money three ways
Funny how they ain't want me free, ay
Minor setbacks, major comebacks, I really touched road
And I went and got straight to the game like EA
Finessed this chingin', bro assisted, that's my PA
The T house was my studio, that spin ting be my DJ
All I see is new faces, most of the goons old school like Freeway
Opp boys saying that we ain't on nuttin'
They're just soundin' like fools, that's cliche
All we know is beefin'
Nobody taught us how to peace make
Most of the mandem teethin'
Got corn flying more time than BA
M way, make a killin'
Them man broke, still chillin'
That ain't a real drillin'
That must be Djibril like Cisse
[Chorus: Kojo Funds]
Ah-yeah, backin' the wap and it's all over
Two .45s in a Range Rover
See these shells, you can hold that one
If you're callin' it beef, we can handle it
Ah-yeah, backin' the wap and it's all over
Two .45s in a Range Rover
See these shells, you can hold that one
If you're callin' it beef, we can handle it

[Verse 2: RV]
Nuttin' but money and violence
Anytime I touch the roads
Treat the dots like Noah
Two at a time when the pumpy loads
Invest in brand new skengs
I don't deal with no rusty poles
Now the clip works like my whip
Automatic, touch and go
Mum said if you don't change
You'll end up dead or rot in jail
I never chose this life
Like I tried kick ball but the option failed
Had me on train to cunch
Jumping barriers at Tottenham Hale
I told bro 'it's gonna be a long night'
'Look we might have to sleep top and tail'
What do you know about copping a brand new hammer
But you're pissed 'cause you've got no nails?
Before I got the spin ting
Had the sawn off dots with bells
You better watch who you roll with
A friend of a opp is a opp as well
Bad B come to the nizz for the D
How you callin' this thot your girl?
I can tell you about bando trips
In the trap with no electricity
Counting prof' with the candles lit
If it's beef then we handle it
How many times did I make that beat?
Just like Steel Banglez did
Put both hands right 'round it and squeeze
Like I'm tryna strangle it
[Chorus: Kojo Funds]
Ah-yeah, backin' the wap and it's all over
Two .45s in a Range Rover
See these shells, you can hold that one
If you're callin' it beef, we can handle it
Ah-yeah, backin' the wap and it's all over
Two .45s in a Range Rover
See these shells, you can hold that one
If you're callin' it beef, we can handle it

[Outro]
Ah-yeah