Roc Marciano, The Alchemist - Rubber Hand Grip lyrics
The Alchemist [Alan Daniel Maman] Beverly Hills, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Roc Marciano, The Alchemist - Rubber Hand Grip lyrics]
Check my levels levels is good? Uh
Uh, huh pump with the rubber hand grip, uh
What? You don't know who you playing with
Yeah, Pimpstead nigga
If it's trouble
Then we shootin' it's troubleshooting
We shootin' up
But we ain't struggling with drug use
Throwin' all these subs
What that make you? Subhuman
This music for sub machine gun users (Uh)
Speeding in the BMW lookin' unassuming (Uh)
Just me and my Uzi
We lookin' like a couple spooning (Mm)
Enough with the canoodling
Blow your noodles on your beautiful drip
This is Hoorsenbuhs, you should Google it
My love language is another matrix
Screw your baby mother like
Some Cartier love bracelets
Hеrmès blankets, that's a blanket statemеnt
Need more than handkerchief 'cause we
Covering all the basics
Might yank you out the whip, strip you naked
(Get over here)
Niggas comparing MJ to "Weird Al" Yankovic
(Huh?)
It's a bitch, ain't it? (Bitch, ain't it?)
When the love always outweigh the negative
(It do) i'm on the edge, I'm at
The ledge of the clip
Break your neck like a breadstick
Forever devilish
Don't you ever forget how the
AK-47 kick like an elephant
Knock a fella off the edge of the fence
Don't take offence if it's a brick of
Cocaine we hid in the Mercedes-Benz
Baby, that's for my lady friends
Was just taking it for a spin
Who do you know who would
Do some shit like that? (Spin)
Pump with the rubber hand grip (Uh)
You don't know who you playin' with
(Say it with me)
Pump with the rubber hand grip
Say, say it with me
You don't know who you playin with
Break it down uh, uh huh
Yeah, uh
Pump with the rubber hand grip (yeah) look
Soon as the drama came afoot
You was shot in the foot
Throw a couple at your knot
Like you playing shot put
Three hundred rounds pop your hood
Look like you were shot by an octopus
Broke your watch
You got everything inside your pocket took
The cops was shook
We even took what you hide
In your lady pocketbook (Get that)
Okay, it's time to cook
It look like we threw lava
On your designer goods (Tss)
Ask the doc how it look, said it's not good
Shoulda just left the body to
Rot in the woods tryna be Hollywood
Forgot they even knocked out Suge
The witch made the magic wand
Out of Holly wood
Gotta keep a shotty nearby where you
Potty or do karate good
If not, then you should not be in the hood
(Go) fuck an oppie, I will take it in blood
Word, no love no motherfuckin' love, nigga
It seems like sort of
A general scientific curiosity
He was eager to show this very unusual pace
But some of his colleagues
Were critical of that
It was not appropriate to show
Someone who was essentially
Uh, in their terms, "a freak"
Uh, rather than someone who was acutely ill
Uh, huh pump with the rubber hand grip, uh
What? You don't know who you playing with
Yeah, Pimpstead nigga
If it's trouble
Then we shootin' it's troubleshooting
We shootin' up
But we ain't struggling with drug use
Throwin' all these subs
What that make you? Subhuman
This music for sub machine gun users (Uh)
Speeding in the BMW lookin' unassuming (Uh)
Just me and my Uzi
We lookin' like a couple spooning (Mm)
Enough with the canoodling
Blow your noodles on your beautiful drip
This is Hoorsenbuhs, you should Google it
My love language is another matrix
Screw your baby mother like
Some Cartier love bracelets
Hеrmès blankets, that's a blanket statemеnt
Need more than handkerchief 'cause we
Covering all the basics
Might yank you out the whip, strip you naked
(Get over here)
Niggas comparing MJ to "Weird Al" Yankovic
(Huh?)
It's a bitch, ain't it? (Bitch, ain't it?)
When the love always outweigh the negative
(It do) i'm on the edge, I'm at
The ledge of the clip
Break your neck like a breadstick
Forever devilish
Don't you ever forget how the
AK-47 kick like an elephant
Knock a fella off the edge of the fence
Don't take offence if it's a brick of
Cocaine we hid in the Mercedes-Benz
Baby, that's for my lady friends
Was just taking it for a spin
Who do you know who would
Do some shit like that? (Spin)
Pump with the rubber hand grip (Uh)
You don't know who you playin' with
(Say it with me)
Pump with the rubber hand grip
Say, say it with me
You don't know who you playin with
Break it down uh, uh huh
Yeah, uh
Pump with the rubber hand grip (yeah) look
Soon as the drama came afoot
You was shot in the foot
Throw a couple at your knot
Like you playing shot put
Three hundred rounds pop your hood
Look like you were shot by an octopus
Broke your watch
You got everything inside your pocket took
The cops was shook
We even took what you hide
In your lady pocketbook (Get that)
Okay, it's time to cook
It look like we threw lava
On your designer goods (Tss)
Ask the doc how it look, said it's not good
Shoulda just left the body to
Rot in the woods tryna be Hollywood
Forgot they even knocked out Suge
The witch made the magic wand
Out of Holly wood
Gotta keep a shotty nearby where you
Potty or do karate good
If not, then you should not be in the hood
(Go) fuck an oppie, I will take it in blood
Word, no love no motherfuckin' love, nigga
It seems like sort of
A general scientific curiosity
He was eager to show this very unusual pace
But some of his colleagues
Were critical of that
It was not appropriate to show
Someone who was essentially
Uh, in their terms, "a freak"
Uh, rather than someone who was acutely ill