Hold On Freestyle

Hold on hoe
Know you see
These diamonds froze
Know you see these
Vv's all on me
I hit up like a strobe
I been trapping getting old
I know that you heard of So
Profit off these bows
Is how I put all of these
Diamonds on
Put them racks up
How much can you save
Only time will show
Fuck the system
I can't be a slave
That's on my momma bro
Commas bro
That's all on my mind
Is that uncommon tho
I still hit her raw
And in my pocket
Had a condom yo
Dollars signs that's all on my mind
That's all I'm getting to
Go out where the sunshine
Fly back sell em for forty two
Made it happen
Plays comeback like magic
Check my fortitude
I won't stop dropping
Til the industry so sick of dude

Every time I step in the booth
This shit be off the top
I was slacking
I gotta go harder
For my brother Jah
Rap or not
Still getting to these racks
Just bought some Baccarat
Three hundred a bottle
But I bet that lil pussy pop
I keep me a G lock
Shooters in the tree top
I'm smoking good reefah
I need me a latina
Pass the double cup baby
Don't want no margarita
But I need that shit
Above your shoulders
Señorita
Watch just how you speak bruh
This chopper it will greet ya
You can't do no hiding
Bitch these bullets heat seekers
A K on the seat
F and N underneath her
They won't play wit me
Reflexes sharper than a cheetah
Pass her when I beat her
I don't need her
Unless she got that leak
Half these hoes just eat that skeet
Hoes fucking on my brother
But can't stay away from me
Imma keep keep
Beating that hoe down faithfully
My outfits all cost a g
Well shit maybe three
I paid thirteen for these
This that new Louis V
You gone go broke toe for toe
Tryna dress wit me
Have to write a whole book
Tryna figure out who sexing me



Credits
Writer(s): Jacquez Gantt
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