Holy Bucks - 50 For 50
Ima up it and aim it go 50 for 50I move like a don in my city
If Rello like Shaq call me penny
And if im dwade Rello bron in the city
Why would I lack keep a ooter right with me
The v is tinted up so don't be like ricky
I'm street smart niggas think they Tryna go trick me
I seen the plot so I'm maneuvering quickly
40 hanging and that's off of the hippy
They think I'm LoCCin cuz I'm always with Crippy
Nahh I'm neutral so don't try to go tempt me
Was never pussy don't end up in a spliffy
If I hit ya bitch I'll make it a giffy
She seeing holy swear she gonna get busy
And Ima skate off if the boys try to get me
I stay prepared I Cannot freeze cannot hesi
Speed up the v Rello swerve like he benty
Blood could get spilled on the leaves if you vex me
Thots on my body they stay Tryna sex me
Can't love no thotties these bitches be messy
Like me a trini she brown and she sexy
If the box water then I'll get to spending
Like
I'm not the befriending type you Wifey
Or cut off if you not my family like
Can't have me a average wife
Like I'm a top tug can you not see the branding like
And my niggas cause damage
We click and dismiss Em
We makin Em vanish
I got a plug and he Spanish
If you don't up it while I'm on the block like I'm parish
Crippy Gon make sure you perish
All of ya mans is collateral damage
Baby we set it off
Rello and holy like Blake and Paul
Throw him up and wrecking shit no remorse
Bagging bitches ain't shit for a tug of course
Bitches see us beg for the intercourse
See the steppin they kickin shit never forced
12 could eat dick the tugz got they inner laws
40 on me I'm itching to let it off
Like
I'm itching to let it off
This feeling be creeping
devil on my shoulder told me to leave Em
Lurkin on my corner
Might have to beat Em
Speak on my dead ever
Prepare to meet him
Choppa Gon greet em like
Talk tough but you giving runner vibes
Promise there's no takin none of mine
Specially when gang uppin sticks like a drummer line
Niggas is Makin me lose it
Like trigger finger I'll abuse it
Show a Nigga shit get deeper than music
Tugz the nation and we ruthless
Type of niggas leave you toothless
Crippy beat Em with a poolstick
If that boy Tryna act like he a nuisance
Swear the tuggies really do this
Never needed no recruitments
Act like y'all with it Yall frontin
Swear that y'all boys be on nothin
I'll chill when I'm stuntin
And I am not into the cuffin
Lil baby you down for the rumpin
Ass fat like a dumplin
In need of some tumping
I am Gods child but I'm edged a lil rugged
Know when I'm wrong but I'll still make some noise in the public
If niggas act up all a sudden
Big Holy
Written by:
Holy Bucks, Michael Sinclair
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