Question

Holla' up
I got question
Holla' up
I got question
Holla' up
I got question why these's niggas hate
Why you comin' round now when i'm knowin' you a fake
Medusa head on 'cause I know that you a snake
Huh ok
Better not step or look the wrong way
Got dread headed niggas creepin' in the hallway
Ain't goin' no where ya you know where I stay

Holla' up
I got question why theses niggas hate
Why you comin' round now when i'm knowin' you a fake
Medusa head on 'cause I know that you a snake
Huh ok
Better not step or look the wrong way
Got dread headed niggas creepin' in the hallway
Ain't goin' no where ya you know where I stay
If I say that I got you we in this together
go get a stick ya I call her beretta
9mm I tot at whoever got anger inside
And I hope it get better I speak from the heart write it all in a letter
Can't stop now ya imma go getter
Watching my moves cause imma trendsetter
Drip on me ya I come with that pressure

You say you love me
Stop the cap I know you don't
The things you do I won't
I should'a known that you's a joke
Your heart so cold
So cold I need coat
Fuck that hop in the booth and float
Never forget that you a goat
Hmm
Know that I'm destined to get it
I stack up and run up the digits
Ya
True to the game I'm committed
Mmm
Ya Ya
Pushing myself to the limit
I never back down on my pivot
If I said it just know that I meant it
I just really wanna know baby
Tell me is you really down to ride on the daily
And I know that trustin' shit been hard for you lately
For you i'll ball it up and launch that bitch like Tom Brady

Holla' up
I got question why theses niggas hate
Why you comin' round now when i'm knowin' you a fake
Medusa head on 'cause I know that you a snake
Huh ok
Better not step or look the wrong way
Got dread headed niggas creepin' in the hallway
Ain't goin' no where ya you know where I stay
If I say that I got you we in this together
Go get a stick ya I call her beretta
9mm I tot at whoever I know you ain't bout it
You soft as a feather you doggie lil boy
Touching me you would neva
Post on the gram make your bitch get wetter
Big boy whip with the inside leather
Accurate with it ya no need to measure

Uh uh uh uh uh
We ain't gon' talk bout that
Once I hit new shawty from the back
She don't know how to act
It's no for plastic over here to get that booty fat
Just pull up on me when I'm home alone and I get in that cat
Lot of niggas ain't lovin' no more
'Cause theses hoes just be nats and I know that's a fact
I don' seen homies you know him for years
He say he was loyal found out he a rat
People be cap wit' out wearin' the hat
Acting so good he deserving a plaque
Losing dependable souls for a couple racks
Haven't been checkin' lately on the stats
If you say that you down then you better be down
If you know you gon' switch we don't need you around
You character nigga don't wanna here a sound
Let the K go
It's gon' scatter a crowd

Holla' up
I got question why theses niggas hate
Why you comin' round now when I'm knowin' you a fake
Medusa head on 'cause I know that you a snake
Huh ok
Better not step or look the wrong way
Got dread headed niggas creepin' in the hallway
Ain't goin' no where ya you know where I stay



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Writer(s): Devin Graham
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