It's HollyWood

(I'm really fucking with this beat this bitch a base knocker)

Fuck a track star we gone turn him to a gate hopper
Guess who fucking with yo hoe (It's HollyWood)
Took his bitch he looking for her I got em good
Still bang the same from chapter one I never changed
If he pillow talking he switched up you think he gang?

Halloween in HollyWood
This shit ain't looking good
This a part 2 for a nigga that can't understand
Hit his bitch just like base she want it once again
I feel like Myers when I move I'm ziplock to the end
Surrounded by the realest niggas it's hereditary
No drawing on me this shit real this ain't no Pictionary
I'm visionary like where yo 30? he February

Like Flashing guns on media Its convincing me
Desert eagle for a fucking snake like bitch don't hiss at me
I'm in to me
A hoe a tell (Hotel) his bitch he at them embassy
She into me
I know you love these diamonds bitch stop kissing me
(Flashing guns on media Its convincing me Desert eagle
For a fucking snake like bitch don't hiss at me)

Guess who fucking with yo hoe (It's HollyWood)
Took his bitch he looking for her I got em good (I got em good)
Still bang the same from chapter one I never changed
If he pillow talking he switched up you think he gang?



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Writer(s): Devin Davis
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