Hold onn ft. Yc Creez Lyrics

I ain't worried bout no nigga that be acting tough Like a city worker, this chopper here to back you up

Always rollin' loose, leave, I got the wacky, hold up, let me stop playin' with these niggas

I ain't shootin' in the cut, just in case you think bout actin' up You can keep the green, but we only pullin' acting up

Okay, Cartier in a Suzy bus, it ain't no diamond cut How the fuck they ridin' Cresta, bitch, we got another one

They gon' sneak, just don't let them see you got some money comin' in When we in that field, we ain't puttin' nothin

It's only one of Crees, nigga, I'm a real one-on-one Niggas sittin' around, they complain, I just get it done

Diamonds on my neck, I wanna flex when I got the check Niggas hatin' on me, it ain't hard to see it's obvious

How you judging me when you don't even got a pot to piss? Leave a nigga in the box, like that nigga Roddy Ricch

Hold up, niggas got me back up on that one shit Bam, bow-bow, got that Glock 40 tryna find you

That's your bitch? Baby, turn around, her chick can take dick That's your nigga? You know he be on whole shit

I'm in motion, but her method got me so lit Police pull me over, nigga, I don't know shit

Empty out the whole clip, nigga, hold this Double F on my body, this a whole fit

Call a plug, he gon' shift the whole brick Northside, 5 Deuce, and I bang bricks

Atlantic Ave, nigga, you know what the fuck this is, nigga With my motherfuckin' twin, nigga, why is she Crees, nigga

We really in the field, nigga Pop pop, nigga, it's a mission, flockin' on all that

I'm in motion, but her method got me so lit Police pull me over, nigga, hold this

Double F on my body, this a whole fit Call a plug, he gon' shift the whole brick

Northside, 5 Deuce, and I bang bricks

Atlantic Ave, nigga, you know what the fuck this is, nigga With my motherfuckin' twin, nigga

With my motherfuckin' twin, nigga