Hold It Down - Yhung T.O.

Wondering when I leave the hood, who gon' hold it down?

If you ain’t sliding for the gang then you can’t come around

RBE up on my chain, know I’ma hold it down

I’m that nigga in my section, why they talkin' down?

If I put a chain up on your neck, don’t get your shit snatched

Lately I been ridin' with this chopper, tryna get back

My niggas treat his whip like a coin how they flip that

And if you ain’t gettin' money, then shut up, nigga, get back

Niggas know that I’m that nigga and I know they hate it

And they know we run the city, it ain’t no debatin'

Free lil' bro up out that jam, he still got open cases

They tried to throw a gang in his, but I’m still gang invaded

Even though I got money, I’m still hangin', baby

I know I’m who they want to be, they imitate me

Two hundred on the dash if you wanna race me

All the money in the world, and it couldn’t change me

You know I’m a real nigga, I bleed that

If we slide and nobody out, then we gon' be back

Tell my baby gotta pray for a nigga

When I’m gone, ain’t no tellin' if I’m ever gon' be back

Oh, fuck all that talkin', tryna drop some shit

Fuck all that lookin', bitch, I’m coppin' shit

Fuck all that tusslin', bitch, we poppin' shit

And I don’t fuck with him, he the opposite

I ain’t never need no ho, quick to drop a bitch

And I ain’t never needed you, and I’m positive

Worried 'bout what I didn’t do, I did a lot of shit

And if you hide behind the bitch then we gon' drop the bitch

And I ain’t cocky but I’m confident

She got neck like an ostrich

Got too many hundreds and shit, it can barely fit

And if I shoot a nigga and he leave, he gettin' shot again

You can try all you want but you can’t top this shit

And my roof convertible, don’t got no top and shit

Legend who you walkin' with and talkin' with

Wrote down everything I ever wanted and I got this shit

Now I gotta make some new goals

Went and copped the Maserati and some new clothes

And when you tell me that you love me, I know you don’t

And when you tell me that you love me, I know you don’t

Ooh, but I ain’t trippin', baby

Shit, look how I’m livin', baby

And I know I ain’t the richest nigga

But if I put money on his head, they gon' come get the nigga

Oh, that time comin', can you feel it, nigga?

Death around the corner, I can hear it, nigga

And I been fightin' demons since I pulled the triggers

And if a nigga try to run, bet these bullets hit him

Wondering when I leave the hood, who gon' hold it down?

If you ain’t sliding for the gang then you can’t come around

RBE up on my chain, know I’ma hold it down

I’m that nigga in my section, why they talkin' down?

If I put a chain up on your neck, don’t get your shit snatched

Lately I been ridin' with this chopper, tryna get back

My niggas treat his whip like a coin how they flip that

And if you ain’t gettin' money, then shut up, nigga, get back

Yo Rittchie, hit that shit