Young Thug

Young Thug - Hold Us lyrics

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If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us

Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep sip for niggas who poured up

Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll and won't fold up

Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure

And we get locked up by tonight I know them folk gone try and hold us

Got grams for niggas all white, and we keep sip for niggas who poured up

Living life never sober my ring lookin’ like a solar

And if we get locked up by the night, I know them folks gone try and hold us

Try and get all(?) and I can't say hold up

Big lifestyle thuggin’ two bucks

I can't treat a bitch like a queen, don't even know her

She slime and nothin I'mma show her

Pull up in the Bentley, no sofa

Back wood, MPA smoke on campus

White bitch drive a flat beam, yeah you seen it

White bitch kiss white bitch, did they mean that?

I know those hoes ain't mean that

This shit a whole lot a cash man

I need a first aid kit along with bad aid

You know why?

Thug lean like a motherfuckin' vampire

More carrot than a motherfuckin' damn pyre

OG is what I smoke

Fingertips got fungi, funga

I’m real nigga, you a fun guy

Runnin' banz on without illuminati

You're better run (?) inside is right

If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us

Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep sip for niggas who poured up

Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll and won't fold up

Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure

If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us

I don't talk to 12, don't like conversation

Heard my nigga Pee got them bails all across the nation

Smell it before you taste it

Last time I went to jail, I beat all my cases

Man, that's a risk you takin'

Ever since I found my cell, she been on my bail

You might throw that bitch in water, but you still can't save her

Bitches fuckin', naked, fame, rich I’m babe

And you know I can't forget about

PeeWee, Thugger, Rich Homie, kill the niggas

PeeWee and double trouble, tool box, drill these bitches

Who got 20 tissues? Me! I'm shittin' on ya'll

And we workin', even though 12

If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us

Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep sip for niggas who poured up

Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll and won't fold up

Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure

If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us

Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep sip for niggas who poured up

Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll and won't fold up

Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure

Out there we juggin', play those houses turn them bitches to the trenches

Trappin' ninja that wil kill the bitches, bankrolls on me ain't beat it

In them velcros just sippin'

How the hell I'm trippin'?

No prescription for this medicine, how the hell I'm sippin'?

One button and I'm pushin', all that ace on and I’m vaning

Devil all in here and I'm Kid Cudi ghost ridin' with you lady

Sucking on my dick like 8 Mile she gonna choke her like Slim Shady

40 pounds on my pinky ring, fuck 12 cuz they know they hatin'

If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us

Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep sip for niggas who poured up

Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll and won't fold up

Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure

If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us

Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep sip for niggas who poured up

Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll and won't fold up

Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure

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