"Hostage" lyrics
John Mackk & Kalan.FrFr Lyrics
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)
Look
Ayy, hostage, I got all the money in a chokehold
Nigga think he finna touch a chain, that's a no-go
Slap a nigga hands like his daddy, that's a no-no
Nigga thought he wasn't gon' get right, he was so wrong
Hit the gas and I'm long gone
Had to get like ridin' in a basket and phone home
Had about a hundred in cash in the passenger
Yeah, run up on us, bah-bah-bah, it's a massacre
Hostage, I got all the money in a chokehold
Ayy, white tees, white lows, white 4s, it's '04
Ayy, buddy let the opps get close, he got backdoored
Pray to God that I don't lose my life through no rat ho
Yeah, he got politics in his hood, who he rat on?
Ayy, nigga called askin' 'bout his bitch, this not a rat phone
Yeah, I talk everything a nigga live, this ain't no rap phone
Ayy, they cut all the tails off the shrimp, we at Paul Martin's
Yeah, lied to me, told me it's squid, it's just calamari
Ayy, crashin' out, bro pourin' Trish in a 7 Up
Yeah, seven out, get off the dice, nigga, hurry up
Yeah, he was trippin', bro hit the block and then he scurried up
Yeah, hostage, I love the trap, the trap love me back
I can't leave, yeah, I need it, yeah, I'm fiendin'
Yeah, lil' street punks, count a fifty every weekend
Ayy, bro just dropped the ticket on them thangs, yeah, we need them
Yeah, young nigga, he be spittin' game like he seasoned
Yeah, I wasn't really talkin' to your main, I was teasin' (It's John Mackk)
Yeah, she always got somethin' in her mouth like she teethin' (Oh my God)
Yeah, she been lookin' at me, she been watchin' what she eatin'
Look, she been lookin' at me and she chose when she seen me (Yeah, yeah)
Go, baby, three-point stance, good defense (Good D)
I don't drink coffee, but I know that she a creamer (She's a creamer)
I like Black and white hoes, jungle fever, ayy
Instagram famous, dick pleaser (Dick pleaser)
I don't want nothin' but head like Beavis (But head)
Look, she don't get left, she leave 'em
Got her own motion, why the fuck would she need 'em? (She got motion)
Ayy, we thought he was ballin' on the 'net (On the 'net)
Niggas really hoes, he should be walkin' with a dress
I just do it (Oh my God), baby, I be walkin' with a check, ayy (With a check)
Bitch, close your mouth, don't be talkin' when we sex
Look, I want money, hey (Yeah), don't want love, hey
Beat it from the- don't run (Oh my God)
Ayy, call best friend, huh, it ain't no fun
Have brodie call the phone so I can leave when I'm done
Ayy, hostage, I got all the money in a chokehold
Nigga think he finna touch a chain, that's a no-go
Slap a nigga hands like his daddy, that's a no-no
Nigga thought he wasn't gon' get right, he was so wrong
Hit the gas and I'm long gone
Had to get like ridin' in a basket and phone home
Had about a hundred in cash in the passenger
Yeah, run up on us, bah-bah-bah, it's a massacre
Hostage
Look
Ayy, hostage, I got all the money in a chokehold
Nigga think he finna touch a chain, that's a no-go
Slap a nigga hands like his daddy, that's a no-no
Nigga thought he wasn't gon' get right, he was so wrong
Hit the gas and I'm long gone
Had to get like ridin' in a basket and phone home
Had about a hundred in cash in the passenger
Yeah, run up on us, bah-bah-bah, it's a massacre
Hostage, I got all the money in a chokehold
Ayy, white tees, white lows, white 4s, it's '04
Ayy, buddy let the opps get close, he got backdoored
Pray to God that I don't lose my life through no rat ho
Yeah, he got politics in his hood, who he rat on?
Ayy, nigga called askin' 'bout his bitch, this not a rat phone
Yeah, I talk everything a nigga live, this ain't no rap phone
Ayy, they cut all the tails off the shrimp, we at Paul Martin's
Yeah, lied to me, told me it's squid, it's just calamari
Ayy, crashin' out, bro pourin' Trish in a 7 Up
Yeah, seven out, get off the dice, nigga, hurry up
Yeah, he was trippin', bro hit the block and then he scurried up
Yeah, hostage, I love the trap, the trap love me back
I can't leave, yeah, I need it, yeah, I'm fiendin'
Yeah, lil' street punks, count a fifty every weekend
Ayy, bro just dropped the ticket on them thangs, yeah, we need them
Yeah, young nigga, he be spittin' game like he seasoned
Yeah, I wasn't really talkin' to your main, I was teasin' (It's John Mackk)
Yeah, she always got somethin' in her mouth like she teethin' (Oh my God)
Yeah, she been lookin' at me, she been watchin' what she eatin'
Look, she been lookin' at me and she chose when she seen me (Yeah, yeah)
Go, baby, three-point stance, good defense (Good D)
I don't drink coffee, but I know that she a creamer (She's a creamer)
I like Black and white hoes, jungle fever, ayy
Instagram famous, dick pleaser (Dick pleaser)
I don't want nothin' but head like Beavis (But head)
Look, she don't get left, she leave 'em
Got her own motion, why the fuck would she need 'em? (She got motion)
Ayy, we thought he was ballin' on the 'net (On the 'net)
Niggas really hoes, he should be walkin' with a dress
I just do it (Oh my God), baby, I be walkin' with a check, ayy (With a check)
Bitch, close your mouth, don't be talkin' when we sex
Look, I want money, hey (Yeah), don't want love, hey
Beat it from the- don't run (Oh my God)
Ayy, call best friend, huh, it ain't no fun
Have brodie call the phone so I can leave when I'm done
Ayy, hostage, I got all the money in a chokehold
Nigga think he finna touch a chain, that's a no-go
Slap a nigga hands like his daddy, that's a no-no
Nigga thought he wasn't gon' get right, he was so wrong
Hit the gas and I'm long gone
Had to get like ridin' in a basket and phone home
Had about a hundred in cash in the passenger
Yeah, run up on us, bah-bah-bah, it's a massacre
Hostage
