Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hold It Down , by - TecRelease date: 30.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hold It Down |
| Hook: |
| You know lil lu gon hold it down |
| You gotta just the only round |
| Ay you better just slow it down |
| Cause when it up it’s be going down |
| Trap baby I was born in the kitchen |
| What you scoring what’s the ticket |
| You wouldn’t going in them trenches nigga |
| We run the streets off he got coins on them bitches |
| Up in traffic we blow him like hoeings in the trenlims |
| Lil one hotter then a stolen fire arm with a body on it |
| Now it’s bread on his head and everybody want it |
| He talking to them feds giving taps and traps on every corner |
| Seem in your paper work want that nigga dead don’t you |
| Huh that baby glizzy got a leg on it |
| People catch me with this bitch I’m going fed on me |
| Got 3 conviction keep it wit me just got off parole |
| Let it sneeze blow off your nose |
| Step like show without the soul |
| Make me make your coffin close |
| I been on and off the road |
| What make you think I won’t off you and then go shoot across the globe |
| Mob shit crank up your whip then your car explode |
| Torso of the Scorpio give a fuck bout your heart scope |
| They gon call the other boo when we send ah blitz |
| News paper article with his face in that bitch |
| Whatever scene I catch him they yellow taping that bitch |
| My Glock My faith in that bitch when I go I’m taking that bitch |
| I know some niggas want me dead so they can rap bout ah body they ain’t catch |
| pussy bitch you ain’t like that tho |
| I heard he thirsty for my bitch I make her milk him for we killed him |
| Make that boy shit his self like he was Lack tobing |
| In the bil let the mac go hit the fist to your back porch |
| Put foot prints in your back door now they feared spiders and shiraq nose |
| Phobia that’s the definition for them extra nigga |
| That be google my lyrics like I ain’t the best who did it |
| Step on them niggas don’t know how long I been telling them niggas |
| They stealing my swag I develop them niggas |
| Baton Rouge Jay z Rockafella lil nigga |
| Could cut off the beat Acappella it really don’t matter |
| Can tell you story’s bout them letters lotta tears and blood shetters |
| Hook: |
| You know lil lu gon hold it down |
| You gotta just the only round |
| Ay you better just slow it down |
| Cause when it up it’s be going down |
| Trap baby I was born in the kitchen |
| What you scoring what’s the ticket |
| You wouldn’t going in them trenches nigga |
| We run the streets off he got coins on them bitches |
| Up in traffic we blow him like hoeings in the trenlims |
| Outro: |
| Lil one hotter then a stolen fire arm with a body on it |