Hold On Lyrics – GTB Tonio

Hold On Lyrics by GTB Tonio

Hook: (10 sec)
Fast car, bad b#tch, money getting fat too
Bring her to my crib, bout to show her all my tattoos
She gon need a doctor how I’m blowing out her back (whew)

Damn this sh#t a fountain, got me thinking it’s a monsoon
Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait)….Hold on (Wait) Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait)….Hold on (Wait)
Verse: (31 secs)
Flexing with yo gang, it got you thinking you the chosen one

Heard that you was f#cking with ole girl, you ain’t the only one
Damn son, I’m just handsome, she gave yo man some
These lame n#gg#s onlyfans son, you paid a ransom
I got two chicks straight from Houston, I swear they ruthless

They do tricks, but not gymnastics, this called the new splits
You new n#gg#s, hate you new n#gg#s, always talk a lot
Type of n#gg#s that don’t ever move, like a parking spot
I know, I’m too cocky, they can’t stop me

I don’t, play a lot see…that’s just not me
Diamonds on me dancing, damnit Aubrey
Lords knows, this is child’s play, we underground kings
Hook: (1:03)

Fast car, bad b#tch, money getting fat too
Bring her to my crib, bout to show her all my tattoos
She gon need a doctor how I’m blowing out her back (whew)
Damn this sh#t a fountain, got me thinking it’s a monsoon

Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait)….Hold on (Wait) Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait)….Hold on (Wait)
Verse 2: (1:24)
All my ops is pigs and the rest of them is casper
See me, they get scared, the never know what’s coming after

I’m hot now, I got the drop now, and we can come through
It’s up there and now it’s stuck there, whatchu wanna do
Nina, I love my nina, that’s my main hoe
And nita, got Aquafina, she make a rainbow

Keisha, she gon rob you, she from Chicago
And Vicky, she’s a scammer, but she a model
Damnit I’m trippin, I know I made a fan of you n#gg#s
I’m handling figures, enough to think I’m scamming these n#gg#s

It’s damaging really, you’d probably take the stand on your n#gg#s
The man to you n#gg#s, I’ll probably up the blam on you n#gg#s
Hook: (1:03)
Fast car, bad b#tch, money getting fat too

Bring her to my crib, bout to show her all my tattoos
She gon need a doctor how I’m blowing out her back (whew)
Damn this sh#t a fountain, got me thinking it’s a monsoon
Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait)….Hold on (Wait)

Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait). Hold on…(Wait)….Hold on (Wait)
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GTB Tonio Lyrics – Hold On

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Hold On