Holdin Slab lyrics

[Intro]

[Hook: Z-Ro]
Throwing up a deuce and giving dap
Somewhere down the Boulevard just Holdin' Slab

[Verse 1: Kirko Bangz]
Say, I'm so mothaf*ckin throwed
You already know
Keep a bad b*tch and she pouring up my fo'
But watch my mobile flows
Everything I got, I got with my paper
My momma say she proud I'm in the skyscraper
And she pray I get a seat up there with God later
Cuz all the things I do, I know I drive her crazy
When I'm rolling in my slab, n*ggas know they can't compare
Why you tryna give me dap?
You don't know me like that
All these women on me. I just pass them to my homies
Used to want them damn Saucony's
Now Saucony probably know me
I'm steady coming down I can't believe it baby..
All these women in my city I done THESE lately
I'd be lying if I said it wasn't me baby
And if I said I ain't been feeling like a king lately
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kirko Bangz]
Say, all of these n*ggas they stuntin'
They know that they really can't do it like me
And all of these women ain't know that these n*ggas
Gon' really be poppin' like me
And I put it down for the n*ggas that's done
And they barely got money to eat
I'm showing my n*ggas I came from the same situation
Now look at a G
Showing and flossing these diamonds
But sh*t it ain't really about that
But sh*t when you tryna make listen to every lil' word
Like you was a prophet
And no ho, I will not pay for no pus*y
I promise you won't get a profit
Hard di*k and a piece of that bubble mint
That's your profit
Your b*tch ain't better than my b*tch. Your b*tch ain't better than my b*tch
And if she is, I'll make my b*tch go turn her into my b*tch
Your b*tch ain't better than my b*tch. Your b*tch ain't better than my b*tch
And if she is me and my b*tch gon' turn her into our b*tch
Man she used to trick them little n*ggas
I laced her up. I put some pimp in her
And now she tricking all the big n*ggas
10K to go to dinner with her
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
Uhhh
Damn right I'm holdin' slab and throwing up the deuce
Not talking two fingers either. b*tch, you see all this blue
Ya'll think I'm pimping cuz I receive money from prostitutes
Does that mean I'mma feed me family? Goddamn right that's what I got to do
King of the ghetto entertainment
I'm the rapper plus the CEO
Since 2009 it's been ten-thousand dollars to see me flow
Damn near broke my back just to be here
I make it look so easy though
M.C. Gusto ass n*ggas take yo ass back to CB4
Why I get pulled over when I'm standing still?
Mr. Officer you know you can kiss my ass for real
b*tch, wipe your feet before you jump your ass in here
I shop every 10 hours just bring you
Leave all them bags in here
Appetizers [?] smoke all day 'chout for the main meal
You is a bad motha- Shut yo mouth!
Now that's what Joseph Quaine is
The phantom,let the roof down
And the bentley,let the roof back
I ball so long I've fallen and can't remember how to do that
[Hook]