Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In a Hole, artist - Only The Family.
Date of issue: 30.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
In a Hole |
I talked to, he in a hole |
I can’t let you hold no money, you in a hole |
I love my brothers, I don’t love no ho |
And all the bitch ways that shit gon' show |
Got some savages they on the go |
Got my ku-ku gang they on the go |
My brother and them they all on go |
I’m just tryna let them know |
Run up on ya block, you ain’t did shit |
Shot your homie, you ain’t did shit yet |
Fuck with me, they gon' kill shit |
Calling my phone ain’t get through yet |
Dope, coke sold in the projects |
Want twenty for a duece of the Hi-Tech |
Headshot, that nigga ain’t die yet |
Couple hundred thou' in the mansion |
Police comin' gotta flush it |
It take a six ain’t gotta touch it |
Bitches ask me for a purse |
Baggin' bitches they the worstest |
I was taught up on the come up |
Police comin' put the gun up |
Hopin' niggas never run up |
Police too too hot |
I was out takin' risks |
L1 steak with some crispies |
Pillow talkin' to the bitches |
That’ll get you shot |
I was grabbin' bare skin |
'Cause these bitches too hot |
Deny a nigga today |
Bitch, no tomorrow |
Skeleton Audemars |
Focusin', Adderall |
Millionaire when I was twenty |
I can go and buy the mall |
Niggas actin' too fishy for me |
Percocet when it hit the stomach |
Niggas say that they gettin' Vernie |
Niggas know that we gettin' money |
Lookin' for war, we ain’t runnin' from it |
When we get bored we count hunnid, hunnids |
We hit the floor when the police comin' |
Swallow drugs in my tummy, tummy |
You ain’t got no job, Tommy, Tommy |
Durkio bitch I’m so enormous |
Walked through, cost this and that |
Ain’t even gotta do a performance |
I talked to, he in a hole |
I can’t let you hold no money, you in a hole |
I love my brothers, I don’t love no ho |
And all the bitch ways that shit gon' show |
Got some savages they on the call |
Got my coo-coo gang they on the call |
My brother and them they all on go |
I’m just tryna let them know |
Cold ass shots, he dead, 30 Glock, FN |
Why you play with the dead, overdose off the meds |
You too close to the feds, don’t play with my kids |
Take me instead, niggas goin' out sad |
Can’t go outside, hang out that ride |
If I’ma go to jail, my niggas gon' ride |
Not gay but got pride, raise, cock, and blast |
If your man died, don’t be surprised |
For you I’d take a bullet, boy |
In the A on the boulevard |
For you, I’d take the charge |
Trust you, let down my guard |
Back then my car ain’t start |
Now my car push to start |
We can’t go broke no more |
We sellin' fentanyl |
In that Wraith kiss the stars |
That lil' bitch pissed me off |
Shout out them burglar boys |
They comin' to get it all |
That dope like black cars |
He tough, he act hard |
That weed is backyard |
He a finesser |
You do not ride with no pistol |
Opposition tryna get you |
Bitch, I’m a dog like a shih tzu |
Run up a check to go get Zu |
One of my niggas smoke crystals |
And I’m thinking he official |
Drugs tearin' up his tissues |
Why you takin' those chemicals |
My son and my daughter identical |
The forty the nine Glock identical |
All of my diamonds, they water, they swimming pool |
You stole my swag, it’s like I invented you |
Christian Dior, Christian Loub, Chanel tennis shoes |
You feet could hide no bones in 'em, you can’t fit my shoes |
Been through a lot as a young nigga, you can’t fix my screws |
Even though you pick and chose, bitch you pick to lose |
My brothers over you, bitch ain’t shit confused |
Turn up |
I talked to, he in a hole |
I can’t let you hold no money, you in a hole |
I love my brothers, I don’t love no ho |
And all the bitch ways that shit gon' show |
Got some savages they on the call |
Got my coo-coo gang they on the call |
My brother and them they all on go |
I’m just tryna let them know |