Lyrics Hold On - SotoKnows

Couldn't let it breathe, got to get it
About bless this beat, like it just sneezed for a minute
Well rounded, just one of my gimmicks
Alright I'm done playing now, let me hop right in it

Come through in that usual, all black designer
Fragrance Dior, I mix with Marijuana
Someone call Diddy, need a milli for this one
A star, with a team full of stars, flag of China
Hold on, let me talk my shit
Make room, move over, this is one for the shoulders
I don't miss like that light skin kid
See I really got range, I don't me a Rover
Need a Maybach, me in the back, I'm with the chauffeur
Riding through the hills, with a blunt on the toaster...
THAT SHIT BUSSIN'
Catch me at function in the clouds like it's nothing
Minding my business, but these bitches want to touch it
Love them for the top, Kind of treat them like a muffin
Don't need a wife, I mean no disrespect boo
You just want to ride, cause I'm flyer than Jet Blue
See I get it, but I'm on another frequency
Levels to this shit, nobody that compete with me
Where he at? Bet he go out sad, all facts
Don't mean to brag, my shit fire no brown bag
So go ahead, get loose, do your dance
Shake it like you from Harlem, Killa Cam
Hopped in the Time Machine, I got a plan
Ima bring real Hip Hop back, no mumbling
Feeling good like Mase, I had to breath stretch
Just testing the water, I barely got my feet wet
Variety man, something like a jack In the box
Destined to pop, I'm coming if you like it or not

So get low
Soto knows, king of the coast
Frado180, I'm riding with Goat
You better leave him alone, ain't talking Post
I ain't joking
Bet I'm known to be monster when provoked...
SotoKnows