Torch Lyrics

Hollon

You know we been lighting the torch

My brother he been running back cause he still in the field like it's last in the fourth

The Glock in this Louis v fanny cause that shit gon show through these double e shorts

I was born then jumped off of the porch

Shit get hot in the city it scorch

The car like a frog in the front baby trust me no this not Ya regular Porsche

Bro ain't Tryna be famous he just want some bread on his books cause he going up North

Shotty blast take Ya head from Ya body like they had some problems and got a divorce

When I up nigga stop all that talking I'll squeeze on the trigger and take it by force

Lost a lot had to go through the course

Ran it back now the car got a horse

Ain't believe that they got them so I went to spin in the stoley and shot up the morgue

Went to spin on his crib hallow tips in the clip then you had to stretch out the score

Should be sponsored by Glock cause I take this shit everywhere even the stage on the Tour

Don't care if you ebk only gang you gon jack is you the Doa

Ran it up I'm just fresh out the boa

Stack my chips like a bag of the Frito lay GTI BME I don't see no way

Got her son momma crying she'll be okay

He was tough didn't think he would see the day

Called his bluff and he folded I'm here stay

I'm that nigga not for the politics

Shotty hit em made his body flip

Uber busy this Choppa got a Lyft

Almost flew out my hands it gotta kick

Sold the last of the four but gotta six

I ran outta the Wock but gotta brick

His life flash in a moment got the flick

I was dumping for minutes got a click