Hold It
Shawty gimme neck
Diamonds on my pinky ring with 40 on the deck
Dolce and gabbana got my hoes looking rich
Riding in my benz
I ain't fucking with your friends
Say I'd never amount to nothing
Bet you wish I wasn't next
Your bitch be making eggs in my kitchen
Got no pants on
Making money moves and tripping on the benzos
Hands off hands off
YNG gang bout to blast off
Blast off
Hold it
You said I didn't have it in me
I'm a singer not a rapper come and get me
I got all these fucking guys wanna be me
Reppin from the 602 and still no luck
Bitch still wanna fuck
Henny in my cup
Got no bitches on the side and still no love
Man this beat a bop
Had them waiting for the drop
I got goals on my list and they getting checked off
Know this song will stick man
Had to hit a switch
Painted me a singer till I pulled up on your bitch
Throwing so much cash I might go and hit a swish
Throwing so much ass had to smash in the sprinter
Know I had to hit it right
Turn around and fuck you right from behind
When I wake up tryna hit my line
Looking at my phone then I press
Shawty gimme neck
Diamonds on my pinky ring with 40 on the deck
Dolce and gabbana got my hoes looking rich
Riding in my benz
I ain't fucking with your friends
Say id never amount to nothing
Bet you wish I wasn't next
Your bitch be making eggs in my kitchen
Got no pants on
Making money moves and tripping on the benzos
Hands off hands off
YNG gang bout to blast off
Blast off
Hold it
Hold it
Diamonds on my pinky ring with 40 on the deck
Dolce and gabbana got my hoes looking rich
Riding in my benz
I ain't fucking with your friends
Say I'd never amount to nothing
Bet you wish I wasn't next
Your bitch be making eggs in my kitchen
Got no pants on
Making money moves and tripping on the benzos
Hands off hands off
YNG gang bout to blast off
Blast off
Hold it
You said I didn't have it in me
I'm a singer not a rapper come and get me
I got all these fucking guys wanna be me
Reppin from the 602 and still no luck
Bitch still wanna fuck
Henny in my cup
Got no bitches on the side and still no love
Man this beat a bop
Had them waiting for the drop
I got goals on my list and they getting checked off
Know this song will stick man
Had to hit a switch
Painted me a singer till I pulled up on your bitch
Throwing so much cash I might go and hit a swish
Throwing so much ass had to smash in the sprinter
Know I had to hit it right
Turn around and fuck you right from behind
When I wake up tryna hit my line
Looking at my phone then I press
Shawty gimme neck
Diamonds on my pinky ring with 40 on the deck
Dolce and gabbana got my hoes looking rich
Riding in my benz
I ain't fucking with your friends
Say id never amount to nothing
Bet you wish I wasn't next
Your bitch be making eggs in my kitchen
Got no pants on
Making money moves and tripping on the benzos
Hands off hands off
YNG gang bout to blast off
Blast off
Hold it
Hold it
Credits
Writer(s): Brodie Docherty
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