hold it down - ggot curt lyrics
[intro]
(k!ller goin’ crazy)
(silenxe special guest)
n*gga, yeah (mmm)
this that 3*1*8 louisiana sh*t (mmm)
ggot, ay’ what the f*ck that mean? (mmmm)
yeah, mane—let me talk ’bout what they seen, n*gga (mmm)
[verse 1]
ay’, i don’t really know
’bout where i’m really gon’ go
mane, i remember i touched that floor
i was havin’ suicidal thoughts
mane, i ain’t want n0body to know
and i was knockin’ at that door
i was gettin’ mad because that b*tch
won’t let me go
and i can make that ho’ go touch her toes
ay’, because you know a n*gga bold
and b*tch, you know i hold it down
[verse 2]
i remember that lil’ p*ssy boy
was talkin’ all that sh*t
mane, we could go another round, lil’ b*tch
you know i get you hit
ay’, i’m from that monroe, b*tch
that gun row—n*gga posted up wit’ sticks
i know some n*ggas that get active
mane, we used to hit some l!cks
but i won’t talk ’bout that sh*t
lil’ b*tch, i ain’t no f*ckin’ snitch
i be like camo, i’m too funny
b*tch, don’t try me—you’ll get switched
i ain’t ya bro, i ain’t ya friend
lil’ b*tch, you ain’t my f*ckin’ twin
ay’, don’t mistake me for no b*tch
i’ll knock ya ass up in ya chin
i know some family that ain’t sh*t
them b*tches ain’t my f*ckin’ kin
i hate some n*ggas that hate me too
i call that sh*t a win*win (win*win)
that b*tch, she know i make her crazy
by the way i be goin’ in (i’m goin’ in)
i know some n*ggas that call me trash
i throw they ass up in a bin
ay’, i be turnt up wit’ that b*tch
she wan’ ride ’round up in a benz
i bend her over, then i f*ck her
put her in that camera lens
she bet not do no sh*t without me
unless my f*ckin’ hand be in
i be that n*gga who get sh*t did
that’s just the f*ckin’ man i’m is
[chorus]
yeah—ay’, don’t talk to me
’cause i’ma hold sh*t down
i be that f*ckin’ g
them n*ggas know around town
i ain’t no lazy n*gga
i ain’t layin’ around
and b*tch, you know this ain’t no game
mane, you can’t play me now
mane, all them b*tches they wan’ talk ’bout
is some money
mane, i cut that b*tch off quick
you know that sh*t ain’t never funny
mane, you can’t play me like no b*tch
you know i ain’t no f*ckin’ dummy
ay’, lil’ b*tch—i hold it down
you know i’m never gon’ be bummin’
[verse 3]
“ay’, get off yo’ ass.”
that’s what my pawpaw used to say to us
mane, i do my f*ckin’ sh*t
mane, that’s the sh*t he f*ckin’ made for us
mane, i promise i’ll f*ckin’ hurt a n*gga
for tryna f*ckin’ take from us
i love my daughter wit’ all my heart, lil’ b*tch
and you can’t f*ckin’ make me hush
i rep that ggot, b*tch—you know
we just gotta get on that
and i ain’t worried ’bout that b*tch
or what she say—b*tch, i’on want that
i’m tryna run me up that money
stackin’ bands, you know i’m on that
i’m just tryna add—ain’t no subtractin’
b*tch, you know i just wanna clone that
i’m f*ckin’ smart, i’m movin’ right
mane, you can ask just where my dome at
and i be posted by myself
b*tch, i be coolin’ by my lonely
i know some places i can’t go
i had some b*tches try to warn me
but if i f*ckin’ die right now
i get to speak right to my ma’ again
this ain’t no f*ckin’ learnin’ session
ay’, you think this a school bus?
mane, it’s a lot of sh*t that come
mane, this a rule book
mane, i remember i ain’t have no car
b*tch, i was ridin’ ’round in some ubers
and i ain’t trustin’ n*ggas—gotta keep my tooler
[chorus]
yeah—ay’, don’t talk to me
’cause i’ma hold sh*t down
i be that f*ckin’ g
them n*ggas know around town
i ain’t no lazy n*gga
i ain’t layin’ around
and b*tch, you know this ain’t no game
mane, you can’t play me now
mane, all them b*tches they wan’ talk ’bout
is some money
mane, i cut that b*tch off quick
you know that sh*t ain’t never funny
mane, you can’t play me like no b*tch
you know i ain’t no f*ckin’ dummy
ay’, lil’ b*tch—i hold it down
you know i’m never gon’ be bummin’
[refrain]
ay’, i don’t really know
’bout where i’m really gon’ go
mane, i remember i touched that floor
i was havin’ suicidal thoughts
mane, i ain’t want n0body to know
[outro]
(and i was knockin’ at that door)
(i was gettin’ mad because that b*tch)
(won’t let me go)
(and i can make that ho’ go touch her toes)
(ay’, because you know a n*gga bold)
(and b*tch, you know i hold it down)
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