Hold On ft. JGrind Lyrics

I'm tryna drive

Been rubbing her thighs

What is tomorrow, tonight

Look at moon light

So wet it's high tide

You gotta let me drive

Ooooo, baby chill

You don't have to tell me I can feel

When you go low I already know the deal

I'm telling her to chill

Got traffic in my mirror

Will you hold on, Jesus take over the wheel

Now will you hold on Jesus take over the wheel

Will you take over the wheel

Will you take over the wheel

Will you take over the wheel

Started sucking off the rip

Like the way you use your lips

You gotta quarter made it flip

Almost made me wreck the whip

Cause the way she hit the tip

But I'm focused on a M

I cannot be one of them

Imma push it like a Benz

Told that bitch don't need no friends

What we got won't never end

If she suck this shit again

Only right here for the fam but its time to be a man

Pussy wet, I respect gotta hit that shit again

And that head super wet I can't call that shit my friend

On the bed to the floor

Yea we on that shit again

What we doin, yea again

When we do it, oh

When we do it tell lil baby just get to it, oh

They influenced by this music they not stupid, naw

Told my brother if we fall then we all fall

Not just one but us all yea we all ball

If I make it right now they gone all call, yea

I'm tryna drive

Been rubbing her thighs

What is tomorrow, tonight

Look at moon light

So wet it's high tide

You gotta let me drive

Ooooo, baby chill

You don't have to tell me I can feel

When you go low I already know the deal

I'm telling her to chill

Got traffic in my mirror

Will you hold on, Jesus take over the wheel

Now will you hold on Jesus take over the wheel

Will hold on

Will you take over the wheel

Will you hold on

Will you take over the wheel

We ain't at the rest stop but we fucking right here

This ain't a tesla keep my hands on the wheel

It ain't gone be no next stop the way she whisper in my ear

It ain't gone be no next stop the way you whisper in my ooo

She jumping on the back seat

I'm hitting the back street

Baby this no taxi

You ain't gotta ask me

It's the night for me

Gas on e

Get high with me

Car don't need no key

Drop the top up off the car so we can see the stars

Ooo

Drop the top up off the car so we can see the stars

Will you hold on

Will you hold on