Young Thug - Hold Us lyrics

& Rich Homie Quan Ft. Peewee Longway [Intro: Dun Deal] Dun Deal on the motherf**kin’ track Thugger, Quan Ya’ll know what’s happenin’ [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] If we get locked up by the night, I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for n**ga all white, and we keep (?) for n**gas who poured up Trappin’ all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won’t fold up Shootin’ at n**gas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure And we get locked up by tonight I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for n**gas all white, and we keep (?) for n**gas who poured up Living life never sober My ring looking like a solar And if we get locked up by the night, I know those folks gone try and hold us [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan + Young Thug] Try and (?), and I can’t say hold up Big (?) lifestyle, Thugger need two bucks I can’t treat a b**ch like a queen, I don’t even know her She slime ain’t nothin’ I’mma show her Pull up in the Bentley, no chauffeur Backwood, MPA smoke campus White b**ch drive a flat beam, have you seen it? White b**ch kiss white b**ch, did they mean that? I know those hoes ain’t mean that This s**t a whole lotta cash man I need a first aid kit along with band aid You know why? Thug lean like a motherf**kin’ vampire More carrot than a motherf**kin’ (?) OG is what I smoke by Fingertips got fungi, fungi Runnin’ (?) without illuminati You’re better off (?) [Hook:] [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan + Young Thug] I don’t talk to 12, I don’t like conversation Heard my n**ga Pee got them bails all across the nation Smell it before you taste it Last time I went to jail, I beat all my cases Mail, that’s a risk you takin’ Ever since I found my cell, she been on my (?) You can throw that b**ch in water, but you still can’t save her b**ches f**kin’, naked, fame is (?) And you know I can’t forget about PeeWee, Thugger, Rich Homie, k** these n**gas Along with PeeWee and double trouble, tool box, drill these b**ches Who got 20 tissues? I’m s**ttin’ on ya’ll And we workin’, even though 12 is like [Hook:] [Verse 3: PeeWee Longway] Out there we juggin’, play those houses turn them b**ches to the trenches Trappin’, ninja (?), bankrolls on me ain’t (?) In them velcros just sippin’ How the hell I’m trippin’? No prescription for this medicine, how the hell I’m sippin’? One bu*ton I’m pushin’, all that (?) Devil (?) and I’m Kid Cudi ghost ridin’ with you lady s**king on my d*ck like 8 Mile, She choke her like Slim Shady 40 (?) on my pinky ring, f**k 12 cause they know they hatin’ Longway [Hook:]