Hold On

Hold on let me just say it like this
I ain't shaking you niggas hands and you hoes can't take no pics
Took a step in the mall already spent what you pay on yo rent
I been smoking lato lately like 300 a zip
Yo chains ain't looking like water damn what you done spent
Bout half a mil what blood done paid on the business
I pulled up foreign dripped out in they face see the sickness
He put a beam on the lock it already came wit extension
Step back you niggas ain't hard
I swear brody love to shoot so make yo last wish cause he a star
Know my bitch always looking up to par
And you wasn't really in that field if it ain't really left you no battle scars
Come into the spot swerving whip the tail of the car
Bitch I'm rude try to speak to me think to yourself like he harsh
Couple years ago left me scared lost my bro in march
True steppers with me like a band keep them sticks and they'll match

Hold on bitch bout a deuce I'm so gone
Drew a play for bro when I say hike nigga go long
Frozen lato hit a couple times hit back like so strong
Bitch I'm that nigga I'm bout to blow up like 4 bombs
I'm dripped out designers straight from different countries like Hong Kong
She look back when she throw it back turn on my song
Pushing weight like a gymnast nigga got my arms strong
Know I'm riding with my brothers wether they right or they wrong
Know I'm working niggas can't get past it
Staying in my city keep that thang tucked better grab it
Niggas love to hate wanna see you in a casket
Try me n my squad we gon zip him up like a jacket
It ain't a toy but it only come in plastic
Met up with cuz he come from Oakland sobrante
Ask me if I know the price ion know the shit just bag it
No more cases we just living can you even imagine



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Writer(s): Elijah Johnson
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