Holly Water 4 Yo b*tch lyrics

[Intro: 3wayslim]
What-what
Holly Block in this
Holy water for your
Uh, look

[Verse 1: 3wayslim]
Sick with the pen, I'm searching places within
School driver hell raising like the hair on your skin (Hair on your skin)
Brought the smoke, it prolly buy me a Benz
[?] dividends, I provide for my friends (Motherf*cker)
Catch you rappers walking backwards, I'ma lap you again
Freedom or jail, give us hell 'cause of blackness of skin
Double dose a detriment, I'm down to catch me a win (For real)
Lost myself two times, it never happened again (Won't happen again)
Chainsmokin', backwood rolling, the sun a light
Gotta do something right
Never make it happen, gotta makе you a sacrifice
Look, dark road, when you walk it's a [?] light
I'm from Richmond, yeah, wе different, no [?]
It's a war going on in my city right on Broad Street
Gentrifyin', selling drugs (What), police annoy me, uh
Never do they job, but gon' kill every [?]
Maybe it would change, get a deal, and be gone
I could never leave my foundation up on
Northside, Eastin, I'ma blow like a bond (Richmond)
I could never die, make my spirit live on, uh
Look into the sky, hit the weed, and transform
[Verse 2: Fly Anakin, Big Kahuna OG]
Yeah, ayy, everytime I hear that street sh*t, remind me of my brother
Guess jeans, Timberlands, used to serve my mother
He like she even copped for me, it's a n*gga from up the street
I brought home the good grades and drug money won't defeat
My father [?] came back as a [jack], first out the cage in them [?]
My minds eye went bonsai on the far side
Still I rise, twenty-five portions of humble pie
Feel the rush between ya lies
We deviate, then mediate, and leave the scene with grace
That boy Slim call the baggie like a piece of cake
Talkin' that stick, sixteen ounces slow roasting [?]
In most case, you can smell before you see me these days
I'm in the stu more than you, pus*y, you hatin' it
That don't get me paid, b*tch
As long as you see the stacks, get naked
I can see it now, lie if you want, we need a pound
Smoke a thousand plus, then take a nap and come back around (OG)

[Refrain: Big Kahuna OG]
Y'all know I'm [?] how a lotta chickens like me
Don't wanna leave the block because a lot of n*ggas sheisty
I don't spend enough cheese on weed, f*ck the prices
If you feel me, raise ya middle finger, flick ya lighters
Know I'm [?] how a lotta chickens like me
Don't wanna leave the block because a lot of n*ggas sheisty
I don't spend enough cheese on weed, f*ck the prices
If you feel me, raise ya middle finger, flick ya lighters
[Outro: Big Kahuna OG]
Yeah (Motherf*cker)
Scheme Team, man
Holly