[Intro]
Aye Hollow run that hoe back
Aye
Aye Aye (Hollow)
Aye hollow turn me up
Bitch
Damn Hollow
[Verse 1: Erica Banks]
Rock and I roll and I hop on this hoe
Ain’t no pen I go straight off the top
Turn up the bass, lil’ hoe back up out my face
Aim that lil’ beam at a opp
Hoe I got shooters, hoe I got bitches who fight
Pick what you want in a second
I don’t go rest to club with these bitches no more
Cause these bitches ain’t real and they messy
Hoe I’m the shit, no we ain't stunning yo bitch
Hoe mad I'm running with Top Off
He coming over no he spending the night
Pull up I’m taking the lock off
Aye talking that shit from thе side shit
Trip and they knocking yo block off
How you talk all that shit from a distance
But can't buy thе real cause you rocking the knock off
Aye lil’ boy go pull up yo pants
Counting the pacer then do my lil’ dance
Know that shit back and he all in a stance
Can’t get my number I don't want a man
How you gone beef when you still got a job bitch
Talk to me when you can quit
How you beef with a bitch who been harder than you
Beef with me when you can spit
I don't know how cause they know my shit poppin
Know my shit bumpin’ I do it for real
I ain’t be rapping a year in this hoe, but I’m here in this hoe
And I turned down to two deals
I be on camera like “Abrakadabra”
Pull out the mic they like how do you feel
I'm on a mission on top of these bitches
Just roll me blunt but I'm good on them pills bitch
Aye Hollow run that hoe back
Aye
Aye Aye (Hollow)
Aye hollow turn me up
Bitch
Damn Hollow
[Verse 1: Erica Banks]
Rock and I roll and I hop on this hoe
Ain’t no pen I go straight off the top
Turn up the bass, lil’ hoe back up out my face
Aim that lil’ beam at a opp
Hoe I got shooters, hoe I got bitches who fight
Pick what you want in a second
I don’t go rest to club with these bitches no more
Cause these bitches ain’t real and they messy
Hoe I’m the shit, no we ain't stunning yo bitch
Hoe mad I'm running with Top Off
He coming over no he spending the night
Pull up I’m taking the lock off
Aye talking that shit from thе side shit
Trip and they knocking yo block off
How you talk all that shit from a distance
But can't buy thе real cause you rocking the knock off
Aye lil’ boy go pull up yo pants
Counting the pacer then do my lil’ dance
Know that shit back and he all in a stance
Can’t get my number I don't want a man
How you gone beef when you still got a job bitch
Talk to me when you can quit
How you beef with a bitch who been harder than you
Beef with me when you can spit
I don't know how cause they know my shit poppin
Know my shit bumpin’ I do it for real
I ain’t be rapping a year in this hoe, but I’m here in this hoe
And I turned down to two deals
I be on camera like “Abrakadabra”
Pull out the mic they like how do you feel
I'm on a mission on top of these bitches
Just roll me blunt but I'm good on them pills bitch
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