Lyrics: Joey Valence/Braedan Lugue
Music: Joey Valence/Braedan Lugue
Producer: Joey Valence
No, no, no
No, no hands
No, no, no
No hands
No, no, no
No, no hands
No, no, no
When I was ten, I was sippin' Shirley Temples
Present day, I'm still sippin' Shirley Temples
My life ain't like a, like a, like a dull pencil
'Cause I'm on my own path, no stencil
Was always a misfit, teachers like thongs always up in my business
And I failed statistics
But I aced sex ed, oh
Said life would have road blocks
Nah bi-, you a square, you Roblox
Won the Super Bowl with my hands behind my back
I just do whatever I want and that's facts
I'ma live 'til a thousand, hit a whip then jump off a mountain
Livin' life with no plans
Look mama, no hands
No, no, no
No, no hands
No, no, no
No hands
No, no, no
No, no hands
No, no, no
Living' life like it's double XP weekend
Pack-A-Punch, Ray Gun type feeling
I don't even gotta try hard
Hundred credits on my Round1 game card
Uncrustable and an orange soda
Beats Solos and I'm bumping Hova
Write my bars with no hands
That's the joint, that's the jam
Yeah, I'm a family man
Feeling like Drake, God had a plan
Helped my lil' sis open a business
Got my mom a new purse for Christmas
Numbers stackin' like Tetris
Mastermind with the metrics
Don't got bands but I'm in one
No hands, don't need none
Look mama, no hands
Look, look, look, look, look
Look, no hands, no hands
Look, look, look, look, look
Look, look, look, look mama, look mama no
No hands, no hands
Look mama, look mama, no hands