Can't Hold Me

You wanna see what that grip do?
These hollows'll split you
I make moves, they follow
I pop out and come get you
All black in that v
Got 30 shots in my seat
And 30 more in my jeans
Run up on you, make a scene
(Look at my wrist when I'm shooting a swish)

Why he talking like he know me?
Maybe you'll know better
Run down for this money
Cause Ima get to that cheddar
Fuck nigga can't hold me
And my momma told me
"Don't let 'em"
Better run, run, run, run
Cause I be counting this cheddar
Fuck nigga can't hold me
Fuck nigga can't hold me
Fuck nigga can't hold me
Fuck nigga can't hold me
Fuck nigga can't hold me

They know how we rock
They know what we do
Got me feeling like self
"Better make some room"
This that hot shit
This that op shit
Every heat that I'm on
Tell them drop this
On some new shit
I don't need help
(Skurt Skurt Skurt Skurtt)
Put on your seat belt
Tryna come through girl
Come see me first
Bitch shut the fuck up
You get on my nerves

This a movie, I might go
Got 2 shooters named psycho
Kill shit, yeah I might though
Niggas hanging bodies from the light pole
Fuck cops, we don't like those
Niggas spinning through with the nitro
[?] just to hydro
I get high everywhere that I go
Flexing
You know that I'm flexing
But you keep on watching my pockets
You're running up on me
The 30 is on me and you know that I'm gonna cock it
Broke niggas don't got logic
I done came up out the bottom
Niggas think we're so pussy
I remember where I started

Why he talking like he know me?
Maybe you'll know better
Run down for this money
Cause Ima get to that cheddar
Fuck nigga can't hold me
And my momma told me
"Don't let 'em"
Better run, run, run, run
Cause I be counting this cheddar
Fuck nigga can't hold me
Fuck nigga can't hold me
Fuck nigga can't hold me
Fuck nigga can't hold me
Fuck nigga can't hold me



Credits
Writer(s): Rachel Diane Farley, Matthew Fleener
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