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Testo Hold It
(Henry, you ate this one)
Huh, woah, huh, Lil Top, baby (Mm)
Me team and the hood die 'bout me, nigga
All them gunners stand on side me, huh (Mm)
Look, this cutter come from Bankstown, I'm gon' make shit shake today
Dirty .40 Glock, this bitch named Bae, I tuck it on my waist
Lawyer for my brother just got wasted tryna beat his case Come from 38, it ain't shit safe, it's 4KTrey, we take off faces
Mm, woah, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems, oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother 10 knocked that bitch down
Oh, I been cuttin' up like a motherfucker, tryna find a ratchet who gon' let me fuck her
Slippin', we gon' flip 'em, up the glizzy, now the bitch in trouble
Hold on, I can't hold my pants up, it's full of money
Baby, hold on, bootin' up like my cousin, bitch, I'm in here buckin'
You don't like how I'm comin', then, nigga, fuck you
You could play games like you want and we gon' mask up and gon' thug you
All these big chains swingin', nigga, I come from the gutter
.223s sound like a muffler, pussy bitch, I'm tryna flush you (Baow, baow) Shoot that frr-frr-frr, all you hear is tires screechin' (Skrrt)
Sex, murder, and murder gang, killin', that be my season
Stop the whip, pop out and squeeze it, leave the neighbors screamin'
Trail the bitch, he caught on Siegen, relocate on Scenic
My mama know it's murder, Kentrell do 'em dirty
We 'round this motherfucker early, me and Herm in the 'Burban
Come out the window, tryna stop 'em, let shots out the thirty
I'm known to send shit to the surgeon and I know you heard it
Bring up my name and they gon' curve it like I don't deserve it
I sat and did some time for this, Big Dump, he fuckin' died for this
Mama, she done cried for this, Top crazy, I done shot the bitch
Straight facts, it ain't no lyin' in this, fell down and up I climbed that
Drop that ass for me
Woah, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems, oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother 10 knocked that bitch down (Yeah)
We party in the yard all night
Shawty bouncin' ass on her head, oh, she doin' it right
Before for the night end, got that bitch in my bed
It be on sight, bangin', tryna take off his head
I'm not worried 'bout no feds, bitch, I got too much bread
Write off shit, we play with lead, get a drop, see where they at
We be spinnin' through they set, I'm in the front, 10 in the back
Tuck my chain before I clap, 'nother O-P just got whacked
Boomer with that shit, him and 51 just double back
Bitch, get up, bitch, tryna dump
Now tell your mama call the law, we don't give no fuck, don't give no—
Bang, bang, bitch, play with us, they know we known to put shit up
Tote that Gen, you'll think I'm Tim soon as I'm poppin' out that truck
I'm on scene with my threes up
'Fore my teens, I been G'd up
Workin' with that hammer, they can't leave us
I done gained a million for each one who ain't believe us
Can't sit and talk 'bout nothin', they community can't breathe us
Ass down, face up
Shawty throwin' that ass left, then she bounce that ass right
We been in this bitch like all night
Her friend ain't doin' it fast enough
Montana the one got 'em hype
Now I'm gon' let her leave with us and I'm gon' fuck her all night
Look, this cutter come from Bankstown, I'm gon' make shit shake today
Dirty .40 Glock, this bitch named Bae, I tuck it on my waist
Lawyer for my brother just got wasted tryna beat his case
Come from 38, it ain't shit safe, it's 4KTrey, we take off faces
Mm, woah, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems, oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother 10 knocked that bitch down (Nigga, yeah)
Huh, woah, huh, Lil Top, baby (Mm)
Me team and the hood die 'bout me, nigga
All them gunners stand on side me, huh (Mm)
Look, this cutter come from Bankstown, I'm gon' make shit shake today
Dirty .40 Glock, this bitch named Bae, I tuck it on my waist
Lawyer for my brother just got wasted tryna beat his case Come from 38, it ain't shit safe, it's 4KTrey, we take off faces
Mm, woah, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems, oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother 10 knocked that bitch down
Oh, I been cuttin' up like a motherfucker, tryna find a ratchet who gon' let me fuck her
Slippin', we gon' flip 'em, up the glizzy, now the bitch in trouble
Hold on, I can't hold my pants up, it's full of money
Baby, hold on, bootin' up like my cousin, bitch, I'm in here buckin'
You don't like how I'm comin', then, nigga, fuck you
You could play games like you want and we gon' mask up and gon' thug you
All these big chains swingin', nigga, I come from the gutter
.223s sound like a muffler, pussy bitch, I'm tryna flush you (Baow, baow) Shoot that frr-frr-frr, all you hear is tires screechin' (Skrrt)
Sex, murder, and murder gang, killin', that be my season
Stop the whip, pop out and squeeze it, leave the neighbors screamin'
Trail the bitch, he caught on Siegen, relocate on Scenic
My mama know it's murder, Kentrell do 'em dirty
We 'round this motherfucker early, me and Herm in the 'Burban
Come out the window, tryna stop 'em, let shots out the thirty
I'm known to send shit to the surgeon and I know you heard it
Bring up my name and they gon' curve it like I don't deserve it
I sat and did some time for this, Big Dump, he fuckin' died for this
Mama, she done cried for this, Top crazy, I done shot the bitch
Straight facts, it ain't no lyin' in this, fell down and up I climbed that
Drop that ass for me
Woah, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems, oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother 10 knocked that bitch down (Yeah)
We party in the yard all night
Shawty bouncin' ass on her head, oh, she doin' it right
Before for the night end, got that bitch in my bed
It be on sight, bangin', tryna take off his head
I'm not worried 'bout no feds, bitch, I got too much bread
Write off shit, we play with lead, get a drop, see where they at
We be spinnin' through they set, I'm in the front, 10 in the back
Tuck my chain before I clap, 'nother O-P just got whacked
Boomer with that shit, him and 51 just double back
Bitch, get up, bitch, tryna dump
Now tell your mama call the law, we don't give no fuck, don't give no—
Bang, bang, bitch, play with us, they know we known to put shit up
Tote that Gen, you'll think I'm Tim soon as I'm poppin' out that truck
I'm on scene with my threes up
'Fore my teens, I been G'd up
Workin' with that hammer, they can't leave us
I done gained a million for each one who ain't believe us
Can't sit and talk 'bout nothin', they community can't breathe us
Ass down, face up
Shawty throwin' that ass left, then she bounce that ass right
We been in this bitch like all night
Her friend ain't doin' it fast enough
Montana the one got 'em hype
Now I'm gon' let her leave with us and I'm gon' fuck her all night
Look, this cutter come from Bankstown, I'm gon' make shit shake today
Dirty .40 Glock, this bitch named Bae, I tuck it on my waist
Lawyer for my brother just got wasted tryna beat his case
Come from 38, it ain't shit safe, it's 4KTrey, we take off faces
Mm, woah, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems, oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother 10 knocked that bitch down (Nigga, yeah)
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