Hold Me Back ft. Kidnap Koopa Lyrics

Yeah, can't nun hold me back, I'm on they ass and they ain't on shit

Can't nun hold me back, I'm on they ass and they ain't on huh

Can't nun hold me back, I'm on they ass and they ain't on shit

Yeah, I'm tryna get bruh the trap, he a project baby, stuck up in the bricks

Yeah, pressure bout no hoe, that bitch ain't mine if she ain't thick

Hold on, I hit the bitch in the back of the truck

You want her back then shit outta luck

Counting this money up right to the day I'ma die and I still won't even have enough

Brodie a villain, he walk in broad day with switch and he don't even have it tucked

Robbin' and killin', OD on the poverty and envy my city need a lil' love

Ride with a nigga, she just wanna vibe with a nigga, I never trust her good lord

Never see me in the club, you say it's up and its stuck, boy it is what it was

Nah I ain't lookin' for love, I had enough of that, baby, I'm just tryna fuck

She make too much noise, face in the pillow, I ain't tryna wake the neighbors up

Know not to play with that boy, it's either you're real or you ain't, I don't care where you from

Hold on, bro set the play up, and tell me to go long

I bring it back to the crib fasho, ice on the wrist and it feel like a snow cone

I don't even wear it its just for the hoes, he keep a nine and he shoot like he Rondo

Know if I say the word, he on go

What happened to that boy, you ask me, no I don't know

Ear to the street, my intel don't get told, never bend never fold

I can't let up on these niggas, foot on the pedal keep that bitch on the floor

I tell em hate on me now, I don't hold grudges, but I won't forget, no

Love for everybody with me they know, and it's real I don't do it for show

No hate my soul, come on

Can't nun hold me back, I'm on they ass and they ain't on shit

Yeah, I'm tryna get bruh the trap, he a project baby, stuck up in the bricks

Yeah, pressure bout no hoe, that bitch ain't mine if she ain't thick

Hold on, I hit the bitch in the back of the truck

You want her back then shit outta luck

Damn, I heard that lil' buddy got popped, I heard that lil' buddy got hit

I heard that lil' 30 don't miss, I heard he got hit in his lip

I heard the opps telling people they love me, damn, what type of shit is this

Thought you was gon' stand on that shit, fuck it, it is what it is

ABP, I'm all about the paper, shades on, I ain't seein' no haters

I ain't friendly don't speak to my neighbors, big ole stick put a hole in your mater

Koopa he done resurrected, you better respect it

I'm somethin' like a savior

Cause at any moment I can make it ya last breath, please, don't make me take it

556 when it shoot, feel like base hit

Fuck around, put your brains in the basement

I don't fuck with these niggas, slick racist

Ain't too many you gon' see me hang with

If you see me, you know that the gang here

Don't ask, what the fuck do I bang kid

Give a fuck what he bang, he ain't my twin

Got too many hoes, I had to drop em and get me back focused and locked in

I'm tryna stuff all four pockets, I can teach you, be ya tutor

Yeah, I walk around with a shooter, even by myself, bitch, I promise you, play, I'ma do you

Been here before, bitch, I know what I'm doin

In the streets, I know how to maneuver

In the streets, I know how to maneuver

Can't not hold me back, I'm on they ass and they ain't on shit

I know that that's ya mans his mixtape wack, but you on dick

Can't no nigga compare to this, you wish you could be me

Ain't no nigga that I fear out here as long as he bleed

Ain't no way that I can't succeed

Shook them haters off, damn, they just won't let me be

I'm stackin' money, countin' green and fuckin' in between

Yellin' free, all of my niggas till they fuckin' free

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