hollabaccboy ft. ZAYOF2MRW Lyrics

Stand over mfs chests if they talking down

Creeping with this water on my neck like a crocodile

Big tech finna knock em out like I'm Pacquiao

Walk em down, sit em on the bench like I'm Coach Fowle

Bitch I'm on the block with my dog like I'm Charlie Brown

Big bag of them white runtz look like cauliflower

Talk like he the champ, but that boy not even a qualifier

Bitch, who gon' be the man with the plan I think I'm qualified

Aye, drum finna dump, leave a mf lobotomized

Trapping out the vacant, but we occupied

HELLY be my agent, brodie getting information like a private eye

We at that pussy boy crib in 30 minutes like we Papa John's

He talk a lot for a bitch, he ain't on shit

Gang came with sticks and we finna let 'em all rip

I ain't no hollaback boy bitch I'm flawless

Call me Noah Settles, way I step and get a mall hit

I'm the za man, you can call in like a telethon

How I take the top off of the whip like it's Megatron

Huh, tell that pussy slide to the drop he ain't finna fade

I ain't sipping Wock, this is Iced Tea and Lemonade

Tell that bitch ass boy check his temp, 'cus we not the same

Yeah, said he got hands in his pants, it was pocket change

Huh, ain't that that yo bitch I just seen her do the walk of shame

Lil white boy said "run my ones", then he walked away

Aye, drum finna dump, leave a mf lobotomized

Trapping out the vacant, but we occupied

HELLY be my agent, brodie getting information like a private eye

We at that pussy boy crib in 30 minutes like we Papa John's

He talk a lot for a bitch, he ain't on shit

Gang came with sticks and we finna let 'em all rip

I ain't no hollaback boy bitch I'm flawless

I- I ain't no hollaback boy bitch I'm flawless

I'm sad as fuck in the club, but I'm actin' happy

I'm T'd up, no movement, my controller's lagging

I'm with my dawg, Fred, Velma, Daphne and Shaggy

I'll get my life bout as sweet as a Laffy Taffy

Minecraft, how I'm tryna build up keep stacking

Not tryna spend, tryna limit my transactions

Mr. Do It All, also known as the full package

I can't fall in the rain, not a sand castle

Shit could get ugly yeah, something like Sam Cassell

If I fall I'm shorty from The Ring, how I land in well

And shit could get scary like Annabelle

I'm smoking weed, burning green, rolling deep like I am Adele

And I could not crack, no, I am not an eggshell

When I see my family I be acting like I'm doing well

Feel a little sad, mhm, yeah true as hell

Tired like Mike in the last round, ring the bell

How I do my dougie like I'm John Wall, I be going hard

Mick Foley til I'm hauled off, need to wait up

Drive slow, Kanye, Paul Wall, I been smoking weed so long got a bad cough

Even got bars when I'm sad and heartbroken

If I'm fucked up then I'm still having motion

Tryna make my mind up decisions keep calling

Need to take a couple steps back, James Harden

I got green like a big kale harvest, I'm out this world like Marvin The Martian

I put my weed in my bong then I spark it

Steppin' on shit like, bitch this is Sparta, hello

Aye, drum finna dump, leave a mf lobotomized

Trapping out the vacant, but we occupied

HELLY be my agent, brodie getting information like a private eye

We at that pussy boy crib in 30 minutes like we Papa John's

He talk a lot for a bitch, he ain't on shit

Gang came with sticks and we finna let 'em all rip

I ain't no hollaback boy bitch I'm flawless

I- I ain't no hollaback boy bitch I'm flawless