Let Me Hold You (G Mix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Dude]
n*ggas know that I'm coming with guap
Dior, Fendi, Gucci socks
Balenciaga foreign pops
Also got them foreign b*tches
Came up like a caveman out of the trenches
He a nobody so we benched him
Got fifty shots up in my britches

[Verse 2: Xanman]
Bougie b*tch, I might get her some edges
n*ggas playin' games but this not an arcade
Big Draco get to singin' like Rod Wave
Ruth Chris, buy the lil' b*tch an entree
I was in my feelings when I made this one
LAX, time to get me a shipment
How they know I was lyin'? These n*ggas tippin'
What the f*ck?

[Verse 3: Lil Dude]
Uh, ARP, I'ma slide with a combo
Rich bougie b*tch stay out Largo
Fake Gucci, I can tell by the barcode
Ten bands, bust down, Wells Fargo
I gave him that Barbie, he thought it was Gelato
I treat him today but I'm comin' tomorrow
King of the jungle just like Scar
Hang out the sunroof screamin' free car
[Verse 4: Xanman]
I creep on an opp like the king of Wakanda
My b*tch got drip like Taylor Teyana
I'm sippin' on green like Shrek and Fiona
We cut off the drip like an organ donor
Twenty-two streets, on the hill like Jonah
I was in school, pocket knife in my folder
Got green tips in my gun, I'm an ogre

[Verse 5: Lil Dude & Xanman]
Hello? .223's turn your man to some dro
.556 turn your ass to some dough
Bet you can't do it like me, Shawty Lo
These n*ggas be high like Alpo
Shooters hoppin' off the moped
Stick singin' like Selena Gomez
Throw a n*gga in the ocean like Alcatraz
(What the f*ck, holmes?)
My bad

[Verse 6: Xanman]
Trap phone, all we had was an iPad
I tackle the plug, got me feelin like Ryback
Shoot cuz, they don't know where his mind at
Pew, pew, pew, huh?
Let me hold you down with the 40
T-Pain, I'ma call you my shawty
Chanel, Gucci, she like, "What can you order me?"
Can I hold you down?
Brrt