Riccy Runtz - Not Gon Hold U (feat. Seaan) Lyrics

(Yeah, uh)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, uh-uh)
(Yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, uh)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(I say, yeah)

I get hella money, not gon' hold you
Ain't got lie bout none, I could show you
And I know I'm doin' what I'm pose to
And you cappin' if you say I owe you

I don't owe none, to nobody
I'm still rollin', with that shotty
No, I'm never lovin', on no thottie
I got number 9, on my body

Opps steady dyin', that's a hobby
And they want be Sean, so they copy
I'm just doin' what my momma taught me
Goin' up, ain't no one could stop me

Stay ten toes, niggas could not drop me
I got hella hoes waitin' in my lobby

Came through loaded, for no reason
Told that hoe get on her knees
I stay ten toes with my heat
Cheat on her, she still won't leave

Ugh

I'll cheat on that hoe, she won't leave
I know a whole lotta niggas want be me
He try to reach, you get put on a TV
We get the lo', we gon' spend like a CD

Caught two opps in a row, finna go on a three-peat

We caught two in a row, uh
Mad that I f*cked your hoe, let's go
F*ck nigga look at me wrong, uh
My brother gon' up that score, on God

Like a uber, I stay with my rod
OBMK, they ain't never outside
Oh, bitches Drake, opps duckin' and hidin'
Cappin' bout work, niggas lying bout sliding

(Yeah)(Woo)

The bih' know I ain't lying
Leavin' her lone, she like, "Oh my God"
"Oh my God, I love that boy"

Bae, what you sayin'? I'm gettin' annoyed
You know me? I don't know that boy
We can f*ck, you don't gotta play with your toy
You say you that nigga, put that on God?

F*ck that bih', that bih' got my heart
I'm really up, who dyin' tonight?
All that pussy shit tear me apart
Knew the truth from the jump, why would you lie?

She wanna read me a lullaby
I'm not gon' hold you, you not my wife
Shootin' that block up, like Derrick White
She wanna be with me, tell that bih', "Bye"

Bitch, I'm off them drugs
I don't go nowhere without my gun
I don't go nowhere without my love
They wanna kill me, I'm seein' the signs

I could of got back, cause the bitch I like, she be f*ckin' round with that side

Said you wouldn't, you put it on God
I can't tell you how many pills I popped

I don't want ha', cause she outside
I don't play with no bitch that's mine
Baby, come on, you need to vibe
I'ma say this shit one more time

Nigga, wassam? I'm tryin' take ya' life
I'm tryna shoot, I'm not tryna fight
Nigga, who you? You ain't with mine
I got loose screws, I'm out my mind

What you wanna do? Baby, alright
I like that girl, cause that girl my type
Baby, I bark, I don't bite
I'm just tryna make you mine

She want me to eat ha' butt
What you on? You ain't on none
What them bitches say, "You're done?"

You're done
You're, you're done