Holding Me ft. Lbizzzy Lyrics

Tu muy feo

Fuego Leo typa shit

Tu muy feo

Fuego Leo typa shit

Tu muy feo

Fuego Leo typa shit

Tu muy feo

Fuego Leo typa shit

Holding me

Back up back up back up

You too close to me

Everybody know where I'm suppose to be

Cuz I'm just tryna get mine

Get mine

Holding me

Back up back up

Everybody notice me

Everybody know where I'm suppose to be

Cuz I'm just tryna get mine

Get mine

Said I'm that nigga..

So why'd u hiccup

Fuck what u figured

Snap my fingers

Like Thanos nigga

And get delivered

Get delivered

This DND, get down the sickness

Wit wit the sickness

That's who we be

It's GFG

I get colder on the summer nights

The hotter summer life

If a nigga talking supersize

Buck 50 minimize, bodyrock

The chopper milly rock

Them diamonds off yo block

Molly wop she give the table top

Jaw tight like ankle locks

You start, I stop the faking shit you cop

It's over shit is chopped

Got the drop, Im shooting cinderblocks

Need shaq you plan to rock, drum will go

Bodies roll, shut em down

We open shop, like DMX we BMX

And pop a wheelie on yo dome

Let em know, I'm that nigga

I don't need to tote a chrome

Chromosome missed all that fucked shit

That you seemed to just condone

Seen ya chain, I dance along

Make a Nina sing along

It's that 914, the sev 18

Motherfucka sing along

And stop from...

Holding me

Back up back up back up

You too close to me

Everybody know where I'm suppose to be

Cuz I'm just tryna get mine

Get mine

Holding me

Back up back up

Everybody notice me

Everybody know where I'm suppose to be

Cuz I'm just tryna get mine

Get mine

Gimme that

Who gon get me back

Who gon piggy back

On my shit

Just know

No one lent me that

Shooting from the hip

Don't want no lip

Finessing the shift

All play no work

My work is play

I sweat thru shirts

All chest no legs

No aim

Just heads

I Get respect

Don't sweat the tech

Don't tap the fit (Don't do it)

Protect your neck

Cough up the check

Don't be a bitch (You ain't gon do it)

Tu muy Feo

Fuego Leo

Typa shit

Once for good luck

And twice for good measure (Twice)

Oh you ain't know?

This that shit you bump to the store

Is this a stick up Yeah for sure

Run ya pockets

Run ya drawers

Run it up, run it up

On all fours

Got that shit you can't afford

Get it together

Make it authentic

Mmm

Where's the organic

They feelin the pressure

Mmmmm

You gon need a straight jacket

Triple latch it

Under water, go go gadget

Photo captured

HD Mastered

Just To see me stagnant

If you think you gon be the one who end up

Holding me

Back up back up back up

You too close to me

Everybody know where I'm suppose to be

Cuz I'm just tryna get mine

Get mine

Holding me

Back up back up

Everybody notice me

Everybody know where I'm suppose to be

Cuz I'm just tryna get mine

Get mine

You could never get the ten count on me

John Q and I'm feeling like John B

Feel light and I'm feeling so stress free

Fuck you if you ever doubted the OG

You could never get the ten count on me

John Q and I'm feeling like John B

Feel light and I'm feeling so stress free

Fuck you if you ever doubted the OG

Holding me

Back up back up back up

You too close to me

Everybody know where I'm suppose to be

Cuz I'm just tryna get mine

Get mine

Holding me

Back up back up

Everybody notice me

Everybody know where I'm suppose to be

Cuz I'm just tryna get mine

Get mine