Hol' That (feat. Ransom)

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Uh

Dip and then I splurge,

Money cleaning graffiti we got that off the curb

Life a bitch, fuck her good, dip into her purse

I need everything, mamas, account figured up

Boy my wallet filled with hahas

laughing to that bitch I'm rich, no dealin', got that sonically

Math really mathin digits, doin' trigonometry

The shit that's on my mind is (minus) addin' up ironically

Pistol where my wallet be

no lackin gon head

False words, short spread, bitch, I'm tryna live long

I can't be no long live

I'm locked in, figure fo I need my digits figure eight,

my lil' cousins carry aubreys walk around with Lil' Drakes

They settle shit with pistol play

Near death by near day,

 them **** move around like hearsay

Did it without the politics, no flag hangin', bangin' set trips

The greatest since Pete Davidson

I took the West bitch

**** come around my block without shit tucked

You better get to pedalin

cause if **** come around my block when I creep up

They prayin' that we settle shit

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Most of these robberies done with bare faces

The next step says your body laid out in staircases

I know it might appear tasteless

 But what is there to do when all your peers

faithless We cannot compare greatness

I am on a higher path, drawer by the corner store

Tryna back up all the raw, be quiet, Transformers on

The clock's a tick, and I'm primed

But mama prayin' for every optimist

All in all, don't look for greener grass, just water yours

Headed towards the end zone,

I touch down You can't pass rock when the corner's end zone

I've been known,

you kick down doors and crawl through windows

You kiddin' oh,

you speak out a lot and you get your childhood crushed

like Laura Winslow's clutch to 40 cinco

A stand-up man gotta touch the floor with ten toes

Can't jam up grand with your bluffs and innuendos

It's settled then, we get to shootin', you get to peddlin'

Let the demons and devils in

Yo, anyone could get it, no one's safe when I'm feelin' like this

Treat your face like a handball if you step on my kicks

Nothing fraudulent about me, this as real as it gets

Will I fell and take a L?

Does a chicken have lips?

No, no sirree, McFlurry, the block, I spin it

I don't worry, heartbeat 60 times a minute

Tryna look inside the whip, this shit is limo tinted

Peanut butter guts, I'm still blowin' endo in it

Humpty Dumpty gon' fall off a wall

And Blanco the tamale man, gon' serve up the raw

I ducked off with a baddie, probably all in the jaw

When 12 come knockin', I forgot what I saw

Grind by any means, gotta find a way to escape

Hoses is on they knees suckin' dick up when I rents late

Whoop, whoop-de-boop, whoop, whoop-de-woop

Got a foreign in my foreign, we converse with Google Translate

Shh, you hear that?

We took over the block now

Hear me down the street, bumpin' mariachi with the top down

We the reason why there's taco trucks on every block now

She fuck me in a poncho, wear that shit like it's a nightgown

I've been diagnosed a money-makin' maniac

I ain't a Muslim, I salam-alaikum, where the bacon at?

I ain't never sayin' nothin' that I'm takin' back

I won't settle for a plea to my attorney that

Now I lay me down to sleep

Every night I pray the lord my soul ot keep

But I still load the strap

If I should die before I wake

Every night I pray the lord my soul it take but I still hold a gat

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