"Hold It" lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics
(Henry, you ate this one)
Huh, woah, huh
This Top, baby (Mmm)
My team and the hood die 'bout me, nigga
(Mmm)
All them gunners stand on side me
Look
Look, this cutter come from Bankstown (Uh), I'm gon' make shit shake today
Dirty .40 Glock, this bitch named "Bae" I tuck it on my waist
Lawyer for my brother just got wasted tryna beat his case
Come from 38, it ain't shit safe
It's 4KTrey, we take off faces
Hold on, whoa, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems
Oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother Ten knocked that bitch down
Oh, I be cuttin' up like a motherfucker
Tryna find a ratchet who gon' let me fuck her
Slippin', we gon' flip 'em
Up the glizzy, now, the bitch in trouble
Hold on, I can't hold my pants up, it's full of money
Baby, hold on, bootin' up like my cousin, bitch, I'm in here buckin'
You don't like how I'm comin', then nigga fuck you
You could play games like you want it, we gon' mask up and gon' thug you
All these big chains swingin', nigga, I come from the gutter
.223's sound like a muffler
Pussy bitch, I'm tryna flush you
Shoot that frrt, frrt, all you hear is tires screechin' (Skrtt)
Sex, murder, murder gang
Killin', that be my season
Stop the whip, hop out and squeeze it
Leave the neighbors screamin', huh
Swerve the bitch, he caught, I'm seekin', relocate on scenic
Bitch, my mama know it's murder
"Kentrell, do 'em dirty"
We 'round this motherfucker early
Me and Herm in the 'burban
Come out the window, tryna stop 'em, let shots out the thirty
I'm known to send shit to the surgeon and I know you heard it
Bring up my name and they gon' curve it, like I don't deserve it
Bitch, I sat and did some time for this
Big Dump he fuckin' died for this
Mama she done cried for this
"Top crazy"
I done shot the bitch
Straight facts, it ain't no lying in this
Fell down and up I climbed that bitch
Ho drop that ass for me
Whoa, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems
Oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother Ten knocked that bitch down (Nigga, yeah)
We party in the yard all night, shawty bouncin' ass on her head
Oh, she do it right, just for the night, ain't got that bitch in my bed
It be on sight, bangin', tryna take off his head
I'm not worried 'bout no Feds, bitch, I got too much bread
Write off shit, we play with led
Get a drop, see where they at
We be spinnin' through they set, I'm in the front, Ten in the back
Tuck my chain before I clap
'Nother OP just got whacked
Boomer with that shit, him and 51 just double backed
Bitch, get up
Bitch tryna dump
Now, tell your mama call the law, we don't give no fuck
Don't give no fuck (Bang, bang), bitch, play with us
They know we known to put shit up
Tote that Gen, you'll think I'm Tim soon as I'm poppin' out that truck
I'm on scene with my threes up
'Fore my teens, I've been G'd up
Work him with that hammer, they can't leave us
I done gave the million for each one who ain't believe us
Can't sit and talk 'bout nothin', they community can't breathe us (Us)
Ass down, face up, shawty throwin' that ass left, then she bounce that ass right (Face up, left, right)
We been in this bitch, like all night
Her friend ain't doin' it fast enough
Montana the one got 'em hype
Now, I'm gon' let her leave with us, and I'm gon' fuck her all night
Look, this cutter come from Bankstown (Uh), I'm gon' make shit shake today
Dirty .40 Glock, this bitch named "Bae" I tuck it on my waist
Lawyer for my brother just got wasted tryna beat his case
Come from 38, it ain't shit safe
It's 4KTrey, we take off faces
Hold on, whoa, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems
Oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother Ten knocked that bitch down (Nigga, yeah)
Huh, woah, huh
This Top, baby (Mmm)
My team and the hood die 'bout me, nigga
(Mmm)
All them gunners stand on side me
Look
Look, this cutter come from Bankstown (Uh), I'm gon' make shit shake today
Dirty .40 Glock, this bitch named "Bae" I tuck it on my waist
Lawyer for my brother just got wasted tryna beat his case
Come from 38, it ain't shit safe
It's 4KTrey, we take off faces
Hold on, whoa, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems
Oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother Ten knocked that bitch down
Oh, I be cuttin' up like a motherfucker
Tryna find a ratchet who gon' let me fuck her
Slippin', we gon' flip 'em
Up the glizzy, now, the bitch in trouble
Hold on, I can't hold my pants up, it's full of money
Baby, hold on, bootin' up like my cousin, bitch, I'm in here buckin'
You don't like how I'm comin', then nigga fuck you
You could play games like you want it, we gon' mask up and gon' thug you
All these big chains swingin', nigga, I come from the gutter
.223's sound like a muffler
Pussy bitch, I'm tryna flush you
Shoot that frrt, frrt, all you hear is tires screechin' (Skrtt)
Sex, murder, murder gang
Killin', that be my season
Stop the whip, hop out and squeeze it
Leave the neighbors screamin', huh
Swerve the bitch, he caught, I'm seekin', relocate on scenic
Bitch, my mama know it's murder
"Kentrell, do 'em dirty"
We 'round this motherfucker early
Me and Herm in the 'burban
Come out the window, tryna stop 'em, let shots out the thirty
I'm known to send shit to the surgeon and I know you heard it
Bring up my name and they gon' curve it, like I don't deserve it
Bitch, I sat and did some time for this
Big Dump he fuckin' died for this
Mama she done cried for this
"Top crazy"
I done shot the bitch
Straight facts, it ain't no lying in this
Fell down and up I climbed that bitch
Ho drop that ass for me
Whoa, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems
Oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother Ten knocked that bitch down (Nigga, yeah)
We party in the yard all night, shawty bouncin' ass on her head
Oh, she do it right, just for the night, ain't got that bitch in my bed
It be on sight, bangin', tryna take off his head
I'm not worried 'bout no Feds, bitch, I got too much bread
Write off shit, we play with led
Get a drop, see where they at
We be spinnin' through they set, I'm in the front, Ten in the back
Tuck my chain before I clap
'Nother OP just got whacked
Boomer with that shit, him and 51 just double backed
Bitch, get up
Bitch tryna dump
Now, tell your mama call the law, we don't give no fuck
Don't give no fuck (Bang, bang), bitch, play with us
They know we known to put shit up
Tote that Gen, you'll think I'm Tim soon as I'm poppin' out that truck
I'm on scene with my threes up
'Fore my teens, I've been G'd up
Work him with that hammer, they can't leave us
I done gave the million for each one who ain't believe us
Can't sit and talk 'bout nothin', they community can't breathe us (Us)
Ass down, face up, shawty throwin' that ass left, then she bounce that ass right (Face up, left, right)
We been in this bitch, like all night
Her friend ain't doin' it fast enough
Montana the one got 'em hype
Now, I'm gon' let her leave with us, and I'm gon' fuck her all night
Look, this cutter come from Bankstown (Uh), I'm gon' make shit shake today
Dirty .40 Glock, this bitch named "Bae" I tuck it on my waist
Lawyer for my brother just got wasted tryna beat his case
Come from 38, it ain't shit safe
It's 4KTrey, we take off faces
Hold on, whoa, lil' mama
I'm with that shit, you know I want all the problems
Oh
Inside that gun smoke, that's my town
Oh, that's your friend? My brother Ten knocked that bitch down (Nigga, yeah)
