Hold On

Lyrics
[Intro] (Rell did the beat, didn't I?) Look [Verse] I can tell you hungry, I can see your ribs (Starvin') Lookin' like you don't know what a kilo is (Dumbass) Smellin' like a pound walkin' out the spig I'm fuckin' on your baby mama when you keep your kids I've been doin' this shit for a minute, dog, it's nothin' (Nothin') Tell me how you want it, lil' baby, and I'm bomin' (Yeah) Vroom, yeah, my [?] call me daddy when I'm stuntin' (Room) I don't want no crushed shit, make it chunky I just sold a bitch a dream, she sayin' she love me She sucked me for some hookah, I'm callin' her auntie I'm really tapped in all out of the country If I reach for this AR, shit gon' get ugly Hold on, baby (Hold on, baby) You ain't suckin' dick, put your coat on, baby (Put your coat on) I'm talkin' to myself off this potion, baby (I'm high as hell) This shit money over hoes, better get the pack Me and K be pourin' fours, we ain't even ate (On God) Keep my grass cut low so I can see the snakes (I see you) I'm tryna fuck somewhere exotic, nowhere near the states I've been waitin' on my turn, shit was worth the wait I work the weight (I work the weight) Hold on, ahki (Hold on) I don't want no green when I want some Wocky I've been gettin' to this bag, I don't know nobody (Naw) Got some shit in my stash, I can't show nobody Real boss, I don't owe nobody, I can tell you thirsty 'cause you on my dick (On my dick) Rose gold VS1s, put it on my kit (Ice) Seven Mile nigga, but I'm on the Six We make niggas take it off if you want your shit (Give me that shit) I can tell you broke, boy, look at your brib Lookin' like you ain't got shit inside your fridge Jeans came out of Saks, not from the spigs (Hell naw) Stick dick in your bitch, she say it's too big I've been doin' this shit for a minute, dog, it's nothin' She eat the dick around twelve, I call this shit a luncheon (Mwah) All I hear is "Thanks for the purchase" when I'm punchin' I'm stabbin' all die, hoes call me Chucky I sold a bitch a dream, she sayin' she love me We skip with the bag, we callin' you unky We lions and the bears, you niggas is lunch meat I'll feed you to the wolves, them niggas is hungry (They hungry) Hold on, brodie (Hold on) Hellcat on Seven, doin' donuts on it (Skrrt) Born in Detroit, but my lungs stay in California I'm the star of the show, put the cameras on me, pussy I'm the star of the show, put the cameras on me, pussy I'm the star of the show, put the cameras on me, pussy
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