Holla x2

[Verse 1: Matter Ov Fact]
He waking up to dark liquor throw some cola in it
And some Chobani yogurt throw granola in it
Hit the road it's like he got to pay a toll a minute
Look inside the wallet ain't no Gorgonzola in it
Yo, you got the henny nigga?
You got a box of good and plenty nigga?
Took 'em both without the decency to say thanks
At the regency, with some pay to play skanks
Sipping on some Cabernet francs
Got a duffle bag looking like we play pranks
'Cause it's full of blonde wigs and some grey Spanx
Yo we hitting banks even Joseph A. Banks
And we got your local Hess robbed
Cashier looking like she work a desk job
Natural looking like she got a breast job
Shorty had the shaved nape with the fresh bob

[Hook]
Feel it in your chest god
Give me a nigga nod
Ayo holla at me
But nigga don't holla at me

[Verse 2: EP]
He can’t chief with a lung impaled
Cutting out the beef, ate a ton of kale
Shorty teeth looking like her tongue in jail
Played the skin flute and she sung as scale
You brought the tito’s huh?
Lime chips and burritos huh?
Snatch ‘em both watching the ashanti twerk vid
About to spill chianti on my shirt kid
Shit, and I was looking real dapper
Keep a tip drill with me and a till tapper
All you heard was shrill laughter
He finna to hit a lick for the thrill factor
But claiming that he innocent
Fishbowl aiming for the limo tint
You know a Ganga down to get dirty
Have that money up front or catch a net thirty

[Hook]
Nothing but net, heard me
Threw it at me like she Testaverde
Ayo holla at me
But nigga don't holla at me