Git Cha Handz off Me

Get your hands off me, get your hands off me
Get your hands off me, get your hands off me
Get your hands off me, get your hands off me
Get your hands off me

I'm coming down the street in my candy painted Chevrolet
24 Inch chrome spinners got that Chevy skate
Down the boulevard, it's kinda odd the way it's levitating
6 15'S in the trunk got that Chevy shaking
I ain't even have my music crunk now they tryna play me
Every time they stop me they don't get nothing so I know they hating
Not today I'm slipping riding dirty with an ounce of haze
I'ma show 'em today the way this 350 can run like Walter Payton
I done already ate the weed so ain't no need for the cops to chase me
I pull to the side of the street give 'em my ID and registration
I'm headed to the daycare center officer to get my baby
If I keep being late picking 'em up then DHR'll take 'em
He told me he don't give a fuck he
Don't care nothing 'bout my situation
Well I ain't give a fuck the way the
Front door knock 'em down on the pavement
That goes to show you how they act
Around holidays and Christmas season
Just to get that bonus they get to stopping
Niggas for no damn reason, no damn reason

Police get your hands off me, nigga stop touching us
If we ain't did nothing, why the fuck you cuffing us?
I know you probably scared I'll kill
A thang but that don't mean nothing
I don't give a damn what you think you've seen nothing
Police get your hands off me, nigga get your hands off me
Police get your hands off me, nigga get your hands off me
Police get your hands off me, nigga get your hands off me
Police get your hands off me, get your motherfucking hands off me

Why the pigs out to get me? Why they always fucking with me?
Seem like them bitches picky and that shit be bugging with me
All the time they mean mugging looking hard at me for nothing
Why the hell you mean mugging? Tell me what you see cousin
Gangsta gonna stay thugging, always pistol hugging
But my shit legit and my permit allows to shit in public
Long as it's concealed I know my rights so I think nothing of it
All up in my grill gon' make you feel the way the steel be buzzing
Never knew a pig I trusted 'cause they never let you free
Have a nigga on TV running from the MPD
Catch me or you gon' get beat, arrest me if I'm selling ki's
But you can't 'cause you ain't seen a nigga selling ki's
Take off all that uniform, put away that badge and gun
Step off in this grassy lawn, one on one we can talk
Scared of that? Ain't you some, you don't want my hands to touch ya
So when you pull me over buster don't be trying to handcuff us

Police get your hands off me, nigga stop touching us
If we ain't did nothing, why the fuck you cuffing us?
I know you probably scared I'll kill
A thang but that don't mean nothing
I don't give a damn what you think you've seen nothing
Police get your hands off me, nigga get your hands off me
Police get your hands off me, nigga get your hands off me
Police get your hands off me, nigga get your hands off me
Police get your hands off me, get your motherfucking hands off me
Police get your hands off me, nigga stop touching us
If we ain't did nothing, why the fuck you cuffing us?
I know you probably scared I'll kill
A thang but that don't mean nothing
I don't give a damn what you think you've seen nothing
Police get your hands off me, nigga get your hands off me
Police get your hands off me, nigga get your hands off me
Police get your hands off me, nigga get your hands off me
Police get your hands off me, get your motherfucking hands off me