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letra de holdin bck - tana

[intro: tana]
all of this sh-t that i’m feelin’
all of this sh-t that i’m feelin’

[verse 1: tana]
all of this sh-t i’m feelin’
all of this sh-t i’m feelin’, why would i hold it back?
bad ass b-tch tryna grab on my sack
n-gga run up- he get slapped
i knock a n-gga- right off the map
this b-tch in love, i double-tap
i’m with my beehive, b-tch, my slatt
young n-gga, i’m on that new sh-t
i’m with my bloods kickin’ sh-t on my bool sh-t
n-gga run up then he eatin’ a full clip
these n-gga fake as a f-ck and i knew it
she give me the p-ssy but i won’t abuse it
put all that pain sh-t into the music
n-gga say he want smoke, let’s do it
walk in the trap spot and i get to it

[verse 2: tana]
b-tch said she was pregnant, h-ll no it ain’t mine
you wanna qp? hit me on facetime
you can f-ck any b-tch, but you can’t bang mine
she wanna chat, b-tch, it ain’t time
b-tch, i’m a rastafarian, got hang time
i heard y’all n-ggas was lame through the grapevine
i heard y’all n-ggas was wack
i took your sh-t, you not gettin’ it back
stick in my jeans, i’m ain’t scared to attack
put all this real life sh-t into rap
and this not no migo lee
walk up, b-tch thought i was migo lee
and i’m totin’ rifle, that big ol’ thing
try and ride this wave and yo’ ass gon’ sink
[verse 3: tana]
p-ssy, boy you a rookie
b-tch eat d-ck up, just like a cookie
he say he tapped in, you want a cookie?
my brother locked up, no you can’t book me
he got that chain on, it’s gon get tooken
b-tch get smacked up, if her ass looking
n-gga get packed up, leave his ass shooken

[bridge: tana]
b-tch wan’ make a movie
i got a bad b-tch, she off the tusi
i hit my dance, lil’ b-tch, like i’m toosii
i got a bad b-tch with a big booty
got h-lla hoes and they thought i was fruity
i got them long locs, b-tch, like i’m nudy
i got the sack and i’m gettin’ straight to it
bro got the pack in, told him let’s do it

[verse 4: che]
n-gga try to run from the drac’, he can’t from the [?]
brodie out servin’ the eighth while i’m blitzin’ [?]
just spent like $500, b-tch, on these margiela kicks
lil’ b-tch she talkin’ bout her day but i’m tryna get [?]
everyday we put on bape, man that sh-t is expensive
n-gga try to talk on the gang then his ass gettin’ spint
i put like-, $5-$500 on this lil’ pendant
[?] f-f-ck the rap, i’m independent
my sh-t gon’- drop a lil’ neck in her panties
these n-ggas- snitch on they dawg for a penny
shoutout my- ma, i ain’t talkin’ bout remy
sippin’ on- d’ussé, i start to feel heavy
what would you-, what would you do if i left you
shooter gon- shoot at the opp like 11
i puttin’ on- true religion for your bestie
[?] like- shoot baby with a new desi
[outro: che]
h-ll yeah, f-ck you talkin ’bout, n-gga (lemme hear that)
-keep going, n-gga ran up and you know bullets keep going
n-gga talk down, we gon- keep snowin’
yeah i got drip and some more sh-t, aight (let me come hear that sh-t b-tch)

- tana

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