2hollis Songtext
Yeah, yeah
I'on got the gift of gab, she wan fuck me cause I'm balling
She done said no Detroit now her nigga keep calling
Put the whites in my face, now a nigga feel flawless
Tuck the strap in my waist like I been Ru Paulin'
We ain't stoppin' at no lights, a young nigga too cautious
From the hood but the bitch treat me like I'm 2hollis
She don't even like when pros 'round me, she get too jealous
I'on got the gift of gab, she wan fuck me cause I'm balling
She done said no Detroit now her nigga keep calling
Put the whites in my face, now a nigga feel flawless
Tuck the strap in my waist like I been Ru Paulin'
We ain't stoppin' at no lights, a young nigga too cautious
From the hood but the bitch treat me like I'm 2hollis
She don't even like when pros 'round me, she get too jealous
Too stellar, but I'm down to earth when I let you tell it
Too pressure, I'on do much dreamin', but I do sell 'em
Too zealous, niggas tryna copy what I do, seldom
I'on go no idols, nigga you hail 'em
Yeah, hit LA 'cause I don't give no fucks, but I do mail 'em
We can talk in numbers, if you broke chuck the deuce at you
Burnt nigga in the wrong boat, bitch, who sat you?
YSL duffel, she like, "Who's satchel?"
Niggas holdin' in that hate 'cause I blew past 'em
Why you call up that play just to do statue?
If you say you are a game, nigga, who patched you?
I'on got the gift of gab, she wan fuck me cause I'm balling
She done said no Detroit now her nigga keep calling
Put the whites in my face, now a nigga feel flawless
Tuck the strap in my waist like I been Ru Paulin'
We ain't stoppin' at no lights, a young nigga too cautious
From the hood but the bitch treat me like I'm 2hollis
She asked if I'm really paid, should I tell the truth? She asked if I'm really paid, should I show the proof?
Give my brother pay, I ain't selfish, I'll throw the oop
Give my brother pay, I ain't selfish, I'll throw the oop
Yeah
Yeah real Detroit nigga
Too pressure, I'on do much dreamin', but I do sell 'em
Too zealous, niggas tryna copy what I do, seldom
I'on go no idols, nigga you hail 'em
Yeah, hit LA 'cause I don't give no fucks, but I do mail 'em
We can talk in numbers, if you broke chuck the deuce at you
Burnt nigga in the wrong boat, bitch, who sat you?
YSL duffel, she like, "Who's satchel?"
Niggas holdin' in that hate 'cause I blew past 'em
Why you call up that play just to do statue?
If you say you are a game, nigga, who patched you?
I'on got the gift of gab, she wan fuck me cause I'm balling
She done said no Detroit now her nigga keep calling
Put the whites in my face, now a nigga feel flawless
Tuck the strap in my waist like I been Ru Paulin'
We ain't stoppin' at no lights, a young nigga too cautious
From the hood but the bitch treat me like I'm 2hollis
She asked if I'm really paid, should I tell the truth? She asked if I'm really paid, should I show the proof?
Give my brother pay, I ain't selfish, I'll throw the oop
Give my brother pay, I ain't selfish, I'll throw the oop
Yeah
Yeah real Detroit nigga
