We Dont Hold Back
Intro
(Ya) Shouts out to bricks on da beat
(Ya Ya)
Uno dos tres quatro sinco ses siete ocho thats how many people coming for you

Verse 1
Im looking at you
Wanna fight me
Im like come at me then
I ain't running back
Yeah Yeah
I ain't running back
I ain't running back
Bitch this ain't football (Naw)
I ain't running back
I ain't running back (Naw)
I ain't running back

Verse 2
Look at me wrong I get seven people to come on you
Yeah Yeah
And they dont hold back either
Seven thousand people coming at you i got a whole army
Yeah they dont hold back, they got guns too
Yeah I got shooters too, yeah I got armor too, yeah I got auto tune
Yeah Yeah
They got army tanks, They got...
Yeah they got solders
Yeah they got a whole lot of shit bruh
Yeah Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah
We got choppers Yeah Yeah
We got whoppers Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Verse 3
I come in with the baseball bat
Whack you on the head
I dont hold back
Imma knock you in the face
Imma make you bleed, get in a fight with me
I ain't gonna spare you
Imma make you bleed you motherfucker

Verse 4
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
We dont hold back naw naw
We dont hold back naw naw naw
We dont hold back

Verse 5
Im coming in with a army
Im coming in with the tanks
Im comng in with you shauty
I took that bitch right from you

Outro
Yeah
I stole your girl
I stole your money
I stole your car
I stole your cloths
I stole your shoes
I stole everything from you bitch
You can't say shit