Hol Nye

Uhh uhhh
Uhhh uhhh
Hol nye
Mateo shit
Hol nye
DJ talking shit to they booth
cause they ain't throwing no ones
Everybody know the truth
Mateo real as they come
Dis bih can't get my nut off,
Why the fuck did she come
He ain't helping out his dog, but he tricking on sluts

Think I'm out hea fuckin off, bitch I sleep with my gun
Kidney overloaded, fuck it, drink spill in my lung
This hoe think I'm so heroic, I can't save you, uh-uh
I fuck with boxing,
All my blunts gotta come with a punch

These niggas talkin
I can't click with no gangsta informant
Dont do no drama, leave that shit up to them fucking curtains
Listen to my mama, eat my veggies while I'm flipping onions
Cash app,
That's where the love at
Don't give dat hoe no money

Bout to crash, I love ya, I'm still coming
Shit be fucking with my brain, don't want nobody feel for me
Every day I'm thinking about the ways to get us out of here
Need that new trap spot, nigga we need that

Y'all seen that shit, ain't hopped on wings, still threats been legit since jits
Whole time moving real how the fuck you forget
Dirty game, dirty money, every day take risks
80 off the exit, bout wreck

Uhhh-uhhh, uhhh-uhhh
Hol nye
Mateo shi
Hol nye
DJ talking shit in they booth
Cause they ain't throwing no ones
Everybody know the truth, mateo real as they come
Bis bih can't get my nut off, why the fuck did she cum

He ain't helping out this dog, but he trickin on sluts
Think I'm out here fucking off, bitch I sleep with my gun
Kidney overloaded, fuck it, drink spill in my lungs
This hoe think I'm so heroic, I can't save ya uh-uh
I fuck with boxing, all my blunts gotta come with a punch

Like uhhh
like uhhh
All my blunts gotta come wit a punch



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Writer(s): Timothy Karim
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