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Hold On
2.018
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hold On werd uitgebracht op 15 mei 2024 door Independent als onderdeel van het album Hold On - Single
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Releasedatum15 mei 2024
LabelIndependent
TaalEnglish
Melodische kwaliteit
Akoestiek
Valence
Dansbaarheid
Energie
BPM65

Muziekvideo

Muziekvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zavian Rivera
Zavian Rivera
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zavian Rivera
Zavian Rivera
Composer

Songteksten

Hold on, she told me she love my new song
Pass to the homie like go long
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Not keeping track what I spent, I'm balling
Look at my phone now, lil baby calling
Why she telling me she love me?
Hold on
I know her friend wanna fuck me
Hold on
White gold on my neck
I'm going south bound on a jet (We on a jet)
Homies telling me I'm different
They wasn't saying that before the check
Bitch, I'm dying 'bout respect, hold on
Hop out that brand new McLaren
Yeah, this a foreign 720S
Bitch, I'm nothin' like the rest, hold on
She telling me that I'm cocky
Sorry, lil baby, that's just my demeanor (That's just my demeanor)
After I'm done with ya hoe come pick her up
You can redeem her (Come get ya hoe)
Bitch, I'm ridin' in that Benz GLE, wide-body, fuck a Beamer (Big GLE)
I'm sorry, baby, can't slow down
I'm on the road doing shows now
Living this shit, baby, why would I lie 'bout it?
We ain't together like why would you cry 'bout it?
Brand new Ferrari, like 200 miles on it (200 200, oh yeah)
G5 need a pilot, I'm staying seaside by the island (I'm by the island)
Bitch, I'm in a different climate
Contract ten mil, I ain't signing (Nah nah)
Hold on, she told me she love my new song
Pass to the homie like go long
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Not keeping track what I spent, I'm balling
Look at my phone now, lil baby calling
Why she telling me she love me?
Hold on
I know her friend wanna fuck me
Hold on
White gold on my neck
I'm going south bound on a jet
Homies telling me I'm different
They wasn't saying that before the check
Bitch, I'm dying 'bout respect, hold on
Hop out that brand new McLaren
Yeah, this a foreign 720S
Bitch, I'm nothin' like the rest
She want that 1942
She want them big bands, yeah the blues
She want that G Wag, brand new
She want Chanel bag, got her two
She know she the baddest in the room
Buss it down, baby, hold up, put it on me
She talking wild, baby, can you show me?
You gotta prove everything you told me
Hold on, she told me she love my new song
Pass to the homie like go long
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Not keeping track what I spent, I'm balling
Look at my phone now, lil baby calling
Why she telling me she love me?
Hold on
I know her friend wanna fuck me
Hold on
White gold on my neck
I'm going south bound on a jet (We on a jet)
Homies telling me I'm different
They wasn't saying that before the check
Bitch, I'm dying 'bout respect, hold on
Hop out that brand new McLaren
Yeah, this a foreign 720S
Bitch, I'm nothin' like the rest, hold on
Written by: Zavian Rivera
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