
HOLD ON LiL GoDD (Ft. Afourteen & SosMula)
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[Intro: Lil Godd]
Do I wanna know? Do I wanna know?
Don't fuckin' tell me that (Don't fuckin' tell me that)
Yo, I need you to hold on
Yo, I need you to hold on
[Bridge: Afourteen]
Yuh, (yeah), yuh, (yeah), yuh, (yeah), uh
Yuh, (yeah), yuh, (yeah), yuh, (yeah)
[Verse 1: Afourteen]
Keep the trigger finger on me is an idea
Got the AR and the faggots you can't stop me, uh, ya
Walk around like make the functions for everybody, uh
And ain't it funny, got agents for everybody, uh ya
So why don't you shut up, do not talk to me
Got Sosmula in this bitch he speaking Guapanese
[Verse 2: SosMula]
(Mula, mula, mula)
I was in the kitchen by the dishes I was tan baggin'
.40 cal, got my motherfuckin' pants saggin'
Same niggas doubted me, now they bandwagon
Same niggas talkin' brazy, we gon' blam at еm'
Pop out with a Kylie in the Benz wagon
Ridе ride, around town like I'm Bin Laden
Niggas know what color be the bandana
Bitches know I ain't ever throw the bands at em' (Who got it? Who got it? Who got it?)
Skrt, skrt, like a new Panamera
Splash on your bitches mascara
Won't catch me slippin' on bananas
.32 clip real long like a ladder (Hah, hah, hah)
Everyday overdose on the xanax
Pour 16 in the Fanta
Trap, I'm a mothafucking scammer (Mula, mula, mula)
Got the bag on me like I'm Santa (Mula, mula)
Do I wanna know? Do I wanna know?
Don't fuckin' tell me that (Don't fuckin' tell me that)
Yo, I need you to hold on
Yo, I need you to hold on
[Bridge: Afourteen]
Yuh, (yeah), yuh, (yeah), yuh, (yeah), uh
Yuh, (yeah), yuh, (yeah), yuh, (yeah)
[Verse 1: Afourteen]
Keep the trigger finger on me is an idea
Got the AR and the faggots you can't stop me, uh, ya
Walk around like make the functions for everybody, uh
And ain't it funny, got agents for everybody, uh ya
So why don't you shut up, do not talk to me
Got Sosmula in this bitch he speaking Guapanese
[Verse 2: SosMula]
(Mula, mula, mula)
I was in the kitchen by the dishes I was tan baggin'
.40 cal, got my motherfuckin' pants saggin'
Same niggas doubted me, now they bandwagon
Same niggas talkin' brazy, we gon' blam at еm'
Pop out with a Kylie in the Benz wagon
Ridе ride, around town like I'm Bin Laden
Niggas know what color be the bandana
Bitches know I ain't ever throw the bands at em' (Who got it? Who got it? Who got it?)
Skrt, skrt, like a new Panamera
Splash on your bitches mascara
Won't catch me slippin' on bananas
.32 clip real long like a ladder (Hah, hah, hah)
Everyday overdose on the xanax
Pour 16 in the Fanta
Trap, I'm a mothafucking scammer (Mula, mula, mula)
Got the bag on me like I'm Santa (Mula, mula)
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