HOLLON lyrics

[Chorus]
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho

[Verse 1]
Ho, you must not know what you just started (f*ck)
Me and my b*tches go gnarly
Give a f*ck about this party
We gon' step on sh*t regardless (Stamp that)
Get my goons, swipe that b*tch, and now dispute the charges (On gang)
Makin' music, beatin' on b*tches, I be really marchin' (Woo)
I got hands for a ho, I get bands for a show
He want chance after chance, after chance, n*gga, no (Uh-uh)
I keep sayin', "Free Lil Four"
Do my dance on them folks
If it's up, it's goin' down soon as I land on them folks

[Chorus]
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho

[Verse 2]
I-I-I-I do what I want, I'm pressure (Pressure)
Don't follow the rules, I'm rebel (No)
I stand out, b*tch, I'm special (Ayy)
I'm a stand up b*tch like Kevin (On God)
You a bum-ass b*tch, you messy (Messy)
Don't start with me, b*tch, I'm petty (Ho)
Linе any b*tch up, I'm ready
I don't pick and choose, it's up with whoevеr
All my, all my diamonds cert' (Ice)
And all these members certi' too
Smilin' at my n*gga? Ho
Knock out all your thirty-two (Bum-ass)
C8 doors open up for me
Hear the engine vroom (Vroom)
Switch to sport
I got somewhere to be, lil' baby, I'm important (On gang)
[Chorus]
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho

[Verse 3]
Glock .19, it came with a drum, yeah, that's my favorite gun (Bop)
Asked if he my only n*gga, I said, "No, but you my favorite one" (Nah, for real)
Yeah, rare-ass b*tch, n*gga, I'm one of one (f*ck you mean?)
Nah, I can't make you mines, but I can make you c*m
Freak up in the sheets, in them streets, baby, I'm a thug
I just threw ten-thousand-somethin' ones in this f*ckin' club (Huh, hoo)
I'm poppin' it so hard 'cause I ain't used to sh*t (I ain't used to sh*t)
These n*ggas ain't got no type, they want a stupid b*tch (On gang)

[Chorus]
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho