Hold It Down lyrics

by

Gunna



I put that di*k in that b*tch and I'm di*king her down
di*king her down
Put that sh*t on and I'm dripping whenever I'm out
Whenever I'm out
Soon as I'm money, they know when I come to the town
When I come to the town
Can't trust these b*tches 'cause none of these b*tches is down
b*tches ain't down
I put the di*k in her mouth and she gagging now
She gagging now
Get that on a private jet and then we go rock us a crown

Rock us a crown
I told all my haters I got 'em a hundred rounds
A hundred rounds
Stacking my chip and my family holding it down
Stacking that cheese and that cheddar, that moola, the fetti
Moola, thе racks
Middle the rest, but I bеt that she start feeling heavy
Start feeling heavy
My friends turned to friends and that sh*t's only turning to envy
Turning to envy
n*ggas tried to look down on me and I can never forget it

Went from a Civic to Bentley
Bentley
We chasing after the riches
Riches
Got that sh*t popped in the trenches
Popped in the trenches
I might hop out rocking a trench
Trench
Young n*ggas still repping that six
Six
I promise I won't ever switch
Ever
Two thousand, that's just for the kicks
For the kicks
Jump in that foreign, I'ma hit it
Hit it
I put that di*k in that b*tch and I'm di*king her down
di*king her down
Put that sh*t on and I'm dripping whenever I'm out
Whenever I'm out
Soon as I'm money, they know when I come to the town
When I come to the town
Can't trust these b*tches 'cause none of these b*tches is down
b*tches ain't down
I put the di*k in her mouth and she gagging now
She gagging now
Get that on a private jet and then we go rock us a crown
Rock us a crown
I told all my haters I got 'em a hundred rounds

Hundred rounds
I'm stacking my chip and my family holding it down
I'm holding it down
Down
I do this sh*t for my rounds
My rounds
Play with my woe, they don't gun and I'm down
Run that sh*t up, we got rich off a pound
Ran that sh*t up
Rocking some sh*t that I can't even pronounce
Can't even pronounce
I was so broke and I come by her house
So broke
Move to LA and I bought me a house
Bought me a house
Flew that b*tch in and I flew that b*tch out
Flew that b*tch out
Out
These n*ggas be telling, they turn to informants
Informants
These n*ggas be telling
Making bail, I get out in the morning
Flipping that work like a acrobat
Acrobat
Hop out the truck at the show and they staring
Show and they staring
Stop that camera, they just keep on flashing
Flashing
Threw that sh*t up and I let them ho have it

My b*tch so bad, like she fresh out of bag
I put that di*k in that b*tch and I'm di*king her down
di*king her down
Put that sh*t on and I'm dripping whenever I'm out
Whenever I'm out
Soon as I'm money, they know when I come to the town
When I come to the town
Can't trust these b*tches 'cause none of these b*tches is down
b*tches ain't down
I put the di*k in her mouth and she gagging now
She gagging now
Get that on a private jet and then we go rock us a crown
Rock us a crown
I told all my haters I got 'em a hundred rounds
Hundred rounds
I'm stacking my chip and my family holding it down
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