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how you holding up - kay glizz & nunnie da iii lyrics

[chorus: kay glizz]
frraow, boom
jump out, beam on the glock, how you gon’ get low from it?
them n*ggas ain’t landin’ no shots, they can’t get a bucket, we don’t know what loafin’ is
i know they posted, f*ck it, we patrollin’ it
anything we see we holy ghostin’ it
i got ruga with me so it’s over with
fl!ckin’ anybody that you posted with
ain’t n0body gon’ do it to us ’cause they soft and scary, everyone knows what’s up
if they do, everybody in the city gonna feel it, just be watch how we blow it up
everybody dissin’ but don’t know enough
kj should’ve been the one we smokin’ up
if boomer was still right here to this day he wouldn’t like how n*ggas holdin’ up

[verse 1: kay glizz]
shots up, everybody duckin’
dots on everybody m*ffin
on that main block wе go huntin’
and dot on the side of me tryna lеave one stiff
we ain’t fightin’, ain’t no one on one’s, b*tch
better run on that forrest gump sh*t
can’t loaf, gotta keep the glee on my side for anybody on that dumb sh*t

[verse 2: nunnie da iii]
totin’ some sh*t when it hit you i bet you them bullets gon’ wet up his t*shirt
swervo talkin’ like we know they body, but we only know how they feet work
shoot with double hands, four nick’ kickin’, i had to get use to the g twerk
every single one of they rappers a victim, n*gga, that’s what we call mean work
i heard nunu got shot with his shorty
i stop dissin’ ’cause them n*ggas bore me
n*ggas lucky that they never saw me
and i’m only tight ’cause they shot him before me
and you know they keep ‘tuckin the story
all of them disses they makin’ is corny
taee died, made the weather stormy
and you almost met him just ’cause you was h*rny, clown
we use to be smokin’ on stound, now we smokin’ taee, we gon’ pass it around
i cannot wait to see him outta bounds
freedom got shot, he was hoppin’ around
pitkin n*ggas rattin’, a technical foul
so you know we don’t beef with them now
trooper n*ggas really took over the towns
f*ck givin’ us flowers, we give n*ggas crowns
[chorus: kay glizz]
frraow, boom
jump out, beam on the glock, how you gon’ get low from it?
them n*ggas ain’t landin’ no shots, they can’t get a bucket, we don’t know what loafin’ is
i know they posted, f*ck it, we patrollin’ it
anything we see we holy ghostin’ it
i got ruga with me so it’s over with
fl!ckin’ anybody that you posted with
ain’t n0body gon’ do it to us ’cause they soft and scary, everyone knows what’s up
if they do, everybody in the city gonna feel it, just be watch how we blow it up
everybody dissin’ but don’t know enough
kj should’ve been the one we smokin’ up
if boomer was still right here to this day he wouldn’t like how n*ggas holdin’ up

- kay glizz nunnie da iii lyrics

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