Kolos - Holt Rd (feat. H2Kbdot & jg23)

Strobe on the glock, make that nigga have a seizure
23rd like Mike Jordan, bitch, that's new Season Ballin' like the pistons, but my niggas, we
Ain't missin' All they do is dick suck, y'all Niggas steady
Dissin' Put a beam on his nose, but that nigga's name

Was Vixen Bitch, it's snowfall season, we sellin' bricks
By the pound Pick your mans up, nigga, I put that boy
Out of bounds Scorin' hell with buckets, nigga, Karl
Anthony Towns My clip long as my shoe, I'm tryna tuck

That bitch in Ho, nigga, that ain't leanin', bitch, That's
Robitussin I gotta switch up my Glock, we ain't Do no
Tusslin' Rick Ross, nigga, every day I'm hustlin
A thousand busting out my thigh my jeans Turned the money purple

When i hit a thousand bands, I did the Steve Urkel dance
Goin' hard like the piston"s, I'm makin' money While I'm pissin
Turn around like, y'all, we got burners and Them chops
Oh you ain't comin' out that door, bitch, we Comin' in

Dog shit on me, all blues, might take a month to spend
She tryna set me up, cause I said I'ma fuck again
Bitch bad, but the pussy weak, I'm tryna fuck Her friend
Let a nigga try to run, choppa hit him in his Mans

Niggas dissin' him, songs, but she really a fan
I
Every time I hit that room, niggas know I sit all Ten
Let a nigga try to run, choppa hit him in his mans

Bitch, I'm on phone, askin' for dick, I said, hell No
I ain't beef with a bitch who ain't never sold or toured
Every time I walk up in the classroom, rollin' With the Glock
I'm rollin' with that hoe, I turn the switch into a Glock

You a broke lil' nigga, you a stupid lil' bot
I ain't playin' with that stick and I'ma let that Bitch off
Nigga, your hoe is a bitch, I'ma let that bitch Off
And she gon' do the fuckin' splits like I'm my Nigga Carlos

Hit me rollin' with that shit, I'm rollin' with That fuckin' bitch
And I'ma let that bitch sit
Nigga, I turn the Glock into a switch
Hit your homie with that bitch and I'ma let That bitch sit

I'ma punch a homeboy with that Motherfuckin' blick
And I'ma punch him in the face, I'ma stomp Him in the shit
Nigga, I'm goin' crazy on the beat
Rollin' niggas in a bun, shootin' niggas in they Sheets

Niggas talkin' through my shit, I'm rollin' with that fuckin' bitch
I'ma rollin' with that hoe and I'ma let that bitch sing
Have lil' Jeffy chase you down, he got small Legs
Green tips, loaded in his Glock, we got all the plays

Put them niggas in good hands like he got all the stage
Make a hella bands, all my niggas finna eat real Great
Show that nigga why it's a fuckin' cheese, I'm tryna chase the pain
I put a pint of it on you cause you a motherfuckin' ham

Finger trigger happy, I be lovin' this band
Show that bitch tell her jam, get that boy in his head
You need to fuck, say yo man, so much money
I'ma run out on rubber bands

If a bitch is feelin' on my dick, I had to tell her It's the blip

Written by:
H2K Bdot, jg 23, Ko Los

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find