"Holster" lyrics
(Yung Lan on the track)
Uh, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why? (JEIA got right)
Uh, why, why, why, why, why, why? (A hundred bands for a kilo)
Why don't I jump right in the crowd? Want the smoke, girl, you the loudest
Play with me, he died, he shouldn't fuck with me, the proudest
That's gangster, let's keep it gangster, that boy a wankster
Hater, I'm gettin' paper, won't see you later
Birthday, let's have some birthday sex
Worse day, ain't had a worse day yet
I had a bitch that had a bitch, thought she was tellin' me a lie
I should've told her I ain't wanna ride, then again I'm like
Lisa said she from Philly, it's nice to meet you
Keisha stuck in the '80s, she like the reaper
Get paid, fuck how you feelin', I like to teach her
Feel like she gon' ask me for the weed
You remind me of my holster, somewhere where I can hold my guns
Go 'head, girl, I can hold my own
I just like it 'cause it's different
Okay, now Drea, she a player, I'm a player, what it do?
Rounds in the chair, maybe one, give me two or maybe three
Don't say it's we, just say it's I, or say it's me
Hit my phone, I want that now, give me now
Round after round
Molly, no molly, body to body
Think she got a nigga with the tint, she wanna hide me
And I don't wanna see her, when I do, she should surprise me
Then stay with me, why lie?
ABC, now I know what you need, know what you done
Don't wait for me, know where you from, oh, oh, oh
Lisa said she from Philly, it's nice to meet you
Keisha stuck in the '80s, she like the reaper
Get paid, fuck how you feelin', I like to teach her
Feel like she gon' ask me for the weed
You remind me of my holster, somewhere where I can hold my guns
Go 'head, girl, I can hold my own
I just like it 'cause it's different
Oh, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
Oh, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
Lisa said she from Philly, it's nice to meet you
Keisha stuck in the '80s, she like the reaper
Get paid, fuck how you feelin', I like to teach her
Feel like she gon' ask me for the weed
You remind me of my holster, somewhere where I can hold my guns
Go 'head, girl, I can hold my own (Hold my own)
I just like it 'cause it's different
Mm, mm, I just like it 'cause it's different
Oh, ayy, I just like it 'cause it's different
Lisa said she from Philly, it's nice to meet you
Stuck tin the '80s, she like the reaper
Get paid, fuck how you feelin', I like to teach her
If you fuck with me
You remind me of my holster, somewhere where I can hold my, my, my
My, my, my, different
Uh, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why? (JEIA got right)
Uh, why, why, why, why, why, why? (A hundred bands for a kilo)
Why don't I jump right in the crowd? Want the smoke, girl, you the loudest
Play with me, he died, he shouldn't fuck with me, the proudest
That's gangster, let's keep it gangster, that boy a wankster
Hater, I'm gettin' paper, won't see you later
Birthday, let's have some birthday sex
Worse day, ain't had a worse day yet
I had a bitch that had a bitch, thought she was tellin' me a lie
I should've told her I ain't wanna ride, then again I'm like
Lisa said she from Philly, it's nice to meet you
Keisha stuck in the '80s, she like the reaper
Get paid, fuck how you feelin', I like to teach her
Feel like she gon' ask me for the weed
You remind me of my holster, somewhere where I can hold my guns
Go 'head, girl, I can hold my own
I just like it 'cause it's different
Okay, now Drea, she a player, I'm a player, what it do?
Rounds in the chair, maybe one, give me two or maybe three
Don't say it's we, just say it's I, or say it's me
Hit my phone, I want that now, give me now
Round after round
Molly, no molly, body to body
Think she got a nigga with the tint, she wanna hide me
And I don't wanna see her, when I do, she should surprise me
Then stay with me, why lie?
ABC, now I know what you need, know what you done
Don't wait for me, know where you from, oh, oh, oh
Lisa said she from Philly, it's nice to meet you
Keisha stuck in the '80s, she like the reaper
Get paid, fuck how you feelin', I like to teach her
Feel like she gon' ask me for the weed
You remind me of my holster, somewhere where I can hold my guns
Go 'head, girl, I can hold my own
I just like it 'cause it's different
Oh, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
Oh, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
Lisa said she from Philly, it's nice to meet you
Keisha stuck in the '80s, she like the reaper
Get paid, fuck how you feelin', I like to teach her
Feel like she gon' ask me for the weed
You remind me of my holster, somewhere where I can hold my guns
Go 'head, girl, I can hold my own (Hold my own)
I just like it 'cause it's different
Mm, mm, I just like it 'cause it's different
Oh, ayy, I just like it 'cause it's different
Lisa said she from Philly, it's nice to meet you
Stuck tin the '80s, she like the reaper
Get paid, fuck how you feelin', I like to teach her
If you fuck with me
You remind me of my holster, somewhere where I can hold my, my, my
My, my, my, different
