young thug - hold us lyrics
[intro: dun deal]
dun deal on the motherf-ckin’ track
thugger, quan
ya’ll know what’s happenin’
[hook: rich homie quan]
if we get locked up by the night, i know those folk gone try and hold us
got grams for n-gg- all white, and we keep [?] for n-gg-s who poured up
trappin’ all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won’t fold up
shootin’ at n-gg-s like they cameraman and that what we call exposure
and we get locked up by tonight i know those folk gone try and hold us
got grams for n-gg-s all white, and we keep [?] for n-gg-s who poured up
living life never sober
my ring looking like a solar
and if we get locked up by the night, i know those folks gone try and hold us
[verse 1: rich homie quan + young thug]
try and [?], and i can’t say hold up
big [?] lifestyle, thugger need two bucks
i can’t treat a b-tch like a queen, i don’t even know her
she slime ain’t nothin’ i’mma show her
pull up in the bentley, no chauffeur
backwood, mpa smoke campus
white b-tch drive a flat beam, have you seen it?
white b-tch kiss white b-tch, did they mean that?
i know those hoes ain’t mean that
this sh-t a whole lotta cash man
i need a first aid kit along with band aid
you know why?
thug bleed like a motherf-ckin’ vampire
more carrots then a motherf-ckin’ d-mn pie
oo is what i smoke by
fingertails got fungi, fungi
i’m a real n-gg-, you a fun guy
runnin bando without illuminati
you better off coachin’ in syri
[hook: rich homie quan]
if we get locked up by the night, i know those folk gone try and hold us
got grams for n-gg- all white, and we keep [?] for n-gg-s who poured up
trappin’ all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won’t fold up
shootin’ at n-gg-s like they cameraman and that what we call exposure
and we get locked up by tonight i know those folk gone try and hold us
got grams for n-gg-s all white, and we keep [?] for n-gg-s who poured up
living life never sober
my ring looking like a solar
and if we get locked up by the night, i know those folks gone try and hold us
[verse 2: rich homie quan + young thug]
i don’t talk to 12, i don’t like conversation
heard my n-gg- pee got them bails all across the nation
smell it before you taste it
last time i went to jail, i beat all my cases
mail, that’s a risk you takin’
ever since i found my cell, she been on my [?]
you can throw that b-tch in water, but you still can’t save her
b-tches f-ckin’, naked, fame is [?]
and you know i can’t forget about
peewee, thugger, rich homie, kill these n-gg-s
along with peewee and double trouble, tool box, drill these b-tches
who got 20 tissues? i’m sh-ttin’ on ya’ll
and we workin’, even though 12 is like
[hook: rich homie quan]
if we get locked up by the night, i know those folk gone try and hold us
got grams for n-gg- all white, and we keep [?] for n-gg-s who poured up
trappin’ all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won’t fold up
shootin’ at n-gg-s like they cameraman and that what we call exposure
and we get locked up by tonight i know those folk gone try and hold us
got grams for n-gg-s all white, and we keep [?] for n-gg-s who poured up
living life never sober
my ring looking like a solar
and if we get locked up by the night, i know those folks gone try and hold us
[verse 3: peewee longway]
out there we juggin’, play those houses turn them b-tches to the trenches
trappin’, ninja [?], bankrolls on me ain’t [?]
in them velcros just sippin’
how the h-ll i’m trippin’?
no prescription for this medicine, how the h-ll i’m sippin’?
one b-tton i’m pushin’, all that [?]
devil [?] and i’m kid cudi ghost ridin’ with you lady
sucking on my d-ck like 8 mile, she choke her like slim shady
40 [?] on my pinky ring, f-ck 12 cause they know they hatin’
longway
[hook: rich homie quan]
if we get locked up by the night, i know those folk gone try and hold us
got grams for n-gg- all white, and we keep [?] for n-gg-s who poured up
trappin’ all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won’t fold up
shootin’ at n-gg-s like they cameraman and that what we call exposure
and we get locked up by tonight i know those folk gone try and hold us
got grams for n-gg-s all white, and we keep [?] for n-gg-s who poured up
living life never sober
my ring looking like a solar
and if we get locked up by the night, i know those folks gone try and hold us
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