2 Hungry Bros - Hold That (Faybels) lyrics

[Intro] {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang} Hold that {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang) Hold that Uh [Verse 1] Her pen's scribbling, moving kinda fast Her mouth's writing checks that her a** can't cash Overdrawn amounts, chicks with limited credit I ain't budging, you out your budget and forever indebted Clocked that borrowed time on a negative balance The forecast said I'm a reign on your palace Y'all be playing checkers 'cause your chess moves worthless Be trying to crown kings when queens running the surface {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang} En pa**ant, blind, still scratching the surface I showed Harlem love, so she love me on purpose Something like a crush who got married to a jerk: You just want her to leave him so y'all can live perfect Trying to black ball me when your melanin tan-like Never be a star, your demeanor is fan-like {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang} Sensitive blouse wearers, trying to front like you man-like You picked the wrong "beach", I'm eroding your sand like It's high tide, about a mile wide Hustlers move in silence, leave the talking to the ties {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang} But y'all don't pay attention and ain't owned up yet... 'Cause you the type that can't afford to cash reality checks So hold that [Chorus] {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, b, b, b,b} Hold That Hold That Hold That Hold That Hold That {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, b, b, b,b} Hold That Hold That Hold That [Verse 2] I hit her with the nice pearl necklace She had me for dinner so I ate her for breakfast After a couple weeks, she started acting reckless I had to go highway on her and make my exit {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang} Next day, 4-2 unread texts Is she possessed and sh**? This ex needs a exorcist I ain't trying to sound pessimist, but she stalks like a specialist Women can be beautiful, but some are next to b**h A real sweetheart will switch and do aggressive sh** But some of y'all dudes be acting like some jealous pricks Insecure men, possessive dicks The prerequisite to true love is selflessness But some of y'all be on some selfish sh** You keep milking it, 'til your lover be stressed with fists Same song, you know the rest of it, love is a war zone Miscommunicate, but we speaking without our clothes on Loosing self control and we trying to blame it on hormones Constantly I'm checking my message, sh** is my phone on? {bang, bang, bang, b, b, b,b} Snap, your hoe back is so fat, you know that Here go my number, baby you hold that [Chorus] {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, b, b, b,b} Hold That Hold That Hold That Hold That Hold That {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, b, b, b,b} Hold That Hold That Hold That [Verse 3] Little rule of thumb, something I came up with: I don't f** with folks that my folk don't f** with Aye man, it don't get more layman No plainer way to say it, I don't speak another language And I ain't gotta frame it politely, you ain't gotta like me That's for Facebook, this real life b Besides, I can sense a bad vibe Man you k**ing my mood, I can't let that ride That's right I ran a back ground check Funny acting mother f**er, how you not clowned yet? P.so said no go (that's not enough) Likwuid said you ain't sh** ( you outta luck) We all agree, you got a trash personality And I don't fake smile homeboy it ain't in me I've never been one to hold back So hold that! [Chorus] {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, b, b, b,b} Hold That Hold That Hold That Hold That Hold That {bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, b, b, b,b} Hold That Hold That Hold That