[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, look

[Verse 1]
I guess it's by the grace of God or Allah I done came up on some dollers
Stunt like daddy on my mama, hallelujah
My n***a, I ain't trippin'
Slippin', fallin', fuck 'bout what these n***as talkin'
Get your roll on, Steven Hawking, power to ya
I tried and I can't give a fuck, I just don't know how
You n***as' mouths is always runnin', ain't said nothin' profound
They got me isolated, meditatin', let in on sound
They bickerin' about some politics and proper pronouns
That's why I'm distant, dippin', coolin' somewhere with my shawday
I'm rollin' up that weed, she cookin', turnin' on that Sade
I visualized it in my head and went and got it my way
No baller blockers in my huddle, tryna figure my play
I get that cheese and flip that chicken, walkin' spatula
You want a feature, that might cost you a new Accura
My blood rushin', now she suckin', oh, you Dracula?
She make it clap and I'm gon' clap that shit right back at her
This shit spectacular

[Chorus]
Man, I just handle shit the best way that I know how
Fuck your commentary, you don't know me nohow
If you feel it, you ain't even gotta know how
How we made it this far, I don't even know how
I just handle shit the best way that I know how
Fuck whoever hatin', they don't know me nohow
They can't do it like we do it, they don't know how
How we made it this far, I don't even know how (Uh)
[Verse 2]
I guess it's by my DNA and diction
I got motion, they got friction
Got these boppers out here pickin' on a player maybe
And you could peep my disposition, know that I ain't into wishin'
Know my name, but I'm just lovin' how you say it lately
I'm grown, I learned to smoke my weed and mind my business, bitch
So fuck them haters and they homies, we up in this bitch
They in they feelings on that modem, boy, I thought I told 'em
I got my paper, dropped my scrotum, it’s too hot to hold 'em
And we still gleaming, we still mobbin', I don’t plan on stoppin'
Fuck you gon' do with all that flaugin' when we on your noggin?
I know they lame, but I can't hate 'em, that just ain't my flavor
They claim my music underground, but bitch, I live too major

[Chorus]
And I just handle shit the best way that I know how
Fuck your commentary, you don't know me nohow
If you feel it, you ain't even gotta know how
How we made it this far, I don't even know how
I just handle shit the best way that I know how
Fuck whoever hatin', they don't know me nohow
They can't do it like we do it, they don't know how
How we made this far, I don't even know how