Lyrics Hold Me Down - FMB DZ, GT

Hold Me Down

My bitch cut me off, she ain’t hold me down
My nigga switched up on me, he ain’t hold me down
My daddy walked out on, he ain’t hold me down
So I keep this Glock on me, it’s gone hold me down
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
Look at all this money now
I ain’t picking up my phone, I’m acting funny now
Big faces I like hunnids now
I’m getting booked twice a week, bitch I’m coming now
Use to think the world about you, bitch you nothing now
My dog could’ve got my last, he gets nothing now
I cut him off, he doing bad
I know he feel me now
His feelings hurt, he telling bitches he gone kill me now
All that pillow talking, I’m on Plymouth often
I’m a rock legend, I fuck with all bosses
Exit 10 out this Glock, I’m ain’t doing no talking
Paralyze yo pussy ass, ain’t no more walking
Split a nigga car in half like Paul Walker
Made yo bitch get in her knees and I dog walk her
All my niggas bite, bitch we all barking
Pulling up in foreigns, bitch we all parking
Got heavy shooters on my trail, don’t be a fucking target
You know the strongest survive, lets see who gets the farthest
If I eat my nigga eat, we gone be good regardless
You snatch dogs, I snatch souls
I’m so fucking heartless
My bitch cut me off, she ain’t hold me down
My nigga switched up on me, he ain’t hold me down
My daddy walked out on, he ain’t hold me down
So I keep this Glock on me, it’s gone hold me down
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
Ain’t nobody hold me down
That’s some fucked up shit
Got on the road with my last
I ain’t looked back sense
Talk 1500 moves, that’s a helluva risk
Barry spent 1500 blues right on his wrist
Ace of Spade made it rain, I bet they like that
Soon as we throw it, turn around and we make right back
Skeez said he got the streets like GT rap
Skurb said «GT, fuck rap get racks»
I’m in Cali tryna find some keys like Khaled
The major key is consistency, I always got it
Like banging two phones and they always ringing
They expect me to get it, that’s why they hate for no reason
My bitch cut me off, she ain’t hold me down
My nigga switched up on me, he ain’t hold me down
My daddy walked out on, he ain’t hold me down
So I keep this Glock on me, it’s gone hold me down
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
They ain’t expect for me to turn around
Man I’m tired of this fuck shit
Everybody switching sides, I can’t trust shit
I be running round with straps, ready to bust shit
I’ll never have no love for no slut bitch
I came up, I took my time
I ain’t rush shit
I’m a real nigga
I’m in the field with it
You fucking with the other side, you’ll get killed with them
Spray the whole car, make y’all all feel it
Ain’t nobody in my lane, I done lost niggas
Pop a bottle of champagne like a boss nigga
I’m always on, I’m never off nigga
Hell yeah I had yo bitch at my loft nigga
She got the taste of a boss nigga
Don’t give a fuck bout what you thought nigga
All these niggas switched on me
By any means, By any means
I keep that stick on me