paroles de chanson Hold Me Down - Travis Thompson

Little bit of Hen' in a red cup
Tryna feel alive in a dead spot
Little music playing in the background
Little dirty kids with their hands out, hands up
Little bit of twelve in the function
Them Opioids, them poster boys'
Gotta little bit of product in the book bag, and
Lil bit, lil bit, lit bit, lil bitch hit the right spot, ay
Little kid with a nice watch, ay
[?]cousin Chris, when he say he coming over
So my mama said to keep him outta my house
Little kid with a big crew
Dirty money, but there's ho's in his new trues
Tried to show me how to get it
But im pussy and he know it so he helped me to some clients
With some new shoes, dead stock true blues
Need a new life style, ay
Need some food stamps and an IPad, ay
Need a cool whip for the late night dip spot
Unzip, park, with the seat back, seat back
Lean back, oh my god, ay, you too good for me, though
Got a grip but [?] think that I don't need those
Play no games, can't save me baby, all about my paper lately
All i did was monetize the motherfucking stairs they gave me
Hold me down, never hold me back
And I run my mouth, but you always run back because you love my ass
Hold me down, never hold me back
And i run my mouth, but you always run back cuz you love my ass
Hold me down, never hold me back
And i run my mouth, but you always run back cuz you love my ass
[?] with dates in the bio
Swirl through assortments, i never reply though
Said she back home for the week from her college
She pullt up on travy cuz its been a while
I grew up on cudi, got fans in Ohio
Smell like Seattle, on trains in Manhattan
On Melrose with stains, but I'm out here for rapping
So how could you hate from back home that's tragic
I'm, I'm, I'm, still doing me and I'm doing it well
How I'm twenty with a baby, things are better in town
I'm tryna better it now, I'm still tryna get my wack out
And backpacks in the back of a packed house
So back track
And give me dap when I pass round
Like it's a secret to break the ceiling in a glass town
Admit it to yourself, bitch, you wack now
Shit, yeah, enough of that now
See, I had enough of this, that, hey
See, i had enough of chit, chat, hey
The bitch moves, and the click rap
When the check comes I never miss that, shit never miss that
Spit facts, I ain't fairy tellin' on no bitch rap
Take a pussy, know a pussy, we see right through it
See the pussy, eat the pussy, put a pipe through it
Too many water cup kids, making sprite music
Oh my god just save me lord, this year y'all gon' pay me more
This year I'm gon' make something of my self
What y'all take me for, but Sean's here right now
I don't blame me, tunnel vision on a white gown
Picket fence, [?] table and a nice house
If it's forever, why you rushing on a right now
But right now
Hold me down, never hold me back
And I run my mouth, but you always run back because you love my ass
Hold me down, never hold me back
And i run my mouth, but you always run back cuz you love my ass
Hold me down, never hold me back
And i run my mouth, but you always run back cuz you love my ass.