Kenji - Hold Me Down lyrics

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Kenji - Hold Me Down lyrics

Hook: Imma go hard, for that gayard Give me my mask, imma go rob Tell that b**h stop, breaking your heart Like it or not, baby just stop Taking it far, we going up Hop in the car, push it to start If ya need me, I'm on a star Staring at Mars oh yeah now Staring at Mars oh yeah now Rocking these mason margiellas Cuban links stay all up on us Pull out these rack now i throw it up If you were holding this sh** down You would've had a not f**ed around b**hes love me when I come around So it's ya job just to hold me down Verse 1: You better keep it one hunnit thou What n***as wanna shoot me now f** you we got a hunnit rounds In the Bronx we shoot a movie now n***as wanna try and call me now b**hes acting like they know me while I was down all up on that ground Now I'm shinning wit a royal crown On the thrown wit like $40 thou Thousand in my jeans n***a They wanna see me like these n***as Now I'm in these new jeans n***a Riding around wit these k**as Wildin out wit my team n***a Overseas wit billie jeans n***a I was working hard now we richer Taking it way to far now Look what the beef a done started Imma go sell out garden After that then we go f**ing Looking at me when you riding In the club yeah we shining Poppin bottles yeah we lining b**h love the way we grindin Hook: Imma go hard, for that gayard Give me my mask, imma go rob Tell that b**h stop, breaking your heart Like it or not, baby just stop Taking it far, we going up Hop in the car, push it to start If ya need me, I'm on a star Staring at Mars oh yeah now Staring at Mars oh yeah now Rocking these mason margiellas Cuban links stay all up on us Pull out these rack now i throw it up If you were holding this sh** down You would've had a not f**ed around b**hes love me when I come around So it's ya job just to hold me down Verse 2: Flooded it up wit the diamonds These b**hes trynna tell me somethin f** talking now we f**in f** the key I pushed the bu*ton Pulled up now you running Actin crazy yeah we bumpin Shoot outs yeah we dumpin You didn't give me all my money Glizzy make me go retarded Tone he .380 goblin We hit the club then we stuntin Popping bottles f** a budget All of sudden these b**hes wanna go and f** wit me I don't even want your company Stupid b**h you never wanted me Flooded phillipe wit diamonds All of my n***as they WILDIN Private jets going crazy Got my crew yeah wit me And we blowing up our city Had to go and get it busy Now my chain cost like 50 Hop off n***a dick really Hook: Imma go hard, for that gayard Give me my mask, imma go rob Tell that b**h stop, breaking your heart Like it or not, baby just stop Taking it far, we going up Hop in the car, push it to start If ya need me, I'm on a star Staring at Mars oh yeah now Staring at Mars oh yeah now Rocking these mason margiellas Cuban links stay all up on us Pull out these rack now i throw it up If you were holding this sh** down You would've had a not f**ed around b**hes love me when I come around So it's ya job just to hold me down Outro: Hold me down x2 Yeah Yeah Hold me down yeah Patek Philippe Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah x2 Patek Philippe yeah flooded wit diamonds x2