[Verse 1: 49K]
Pull up on his set, let him talk all his crap
You stopped making sense when you're giving me daft
Blunts to his head, now I'm pushing it back
Rally all your men, but I'm sending you back
Blunts to his head, now I'm pushing it back
Rally all your men, but I'm sending you back
I send blunts to his head 'til I'm pushing it back
Rally all your men if you think you'll react
[Chorus: 49k]
Talk shit, but I wanna see you move
Nah, bitch, you're as phony as your crew
Talk shit, but I wanna see you move
Holden Caulfield's running on the loose
[Verse 1: Oliver Kasady]
Yeah, I got a lot of shit always running through my brain
Got a lot of motherfuckers talking reckless on my name
But y'all ain't shit, yeah, y'all ain't shit
Got a lot of nerve to talk, but y'all ain't shit, uh
Go on and talk that shit
I'll be right here, bitch, where I always sit
And you'll be sitting on your fucking ass all day, kid
I'll be standing right here like I always did
Talk that reckless, talk that madness, I ain't heard it in a minute
Now you talking that you want some game and stirring up some business
I'ma spit it at this table, throw the cards right off
A thug life ain't raising kids with a part-time job, ugh
I been feeling myself
Running through the city, keep on finding vill' in myself
Yeah, I'm hero to zero, I'm fucking killing myself
Rest in peace, y'all, bye, I'll be chilling in Hell, yeah
Hit me on my number when you act right (Yeah)
Don't come to me bogus tryna act tight (Yeah)
You say we ride or die, boy, I'd rather die
'Cause I don't fuck with you or you whack vibes
[Chorus: 49k]
Talk shit, but I wanna see you move
Nah, bitch, you're as phony as your crew
Talk shit, but I wanna see you move
Holden Caulfield's running on the loose
[Verse 2: Graffik]
Okay, I got a lot of shit always running through my brain
And I got a lot of motherfuckers tryna ride the wave
Yeah, I don't really care when that bullshit all the same
I don't know why you still praying for a change, no
I had to shout out my enemies
All of y'all get off my dick, I don't say that sentimentally
Put that burner to the test, you let it off, it ain't getting me
I been running shit like they ain't gonna stop me eventually
I'm apart it, but separately
I don't know you, but you mention me
Promise the next time you do, you gon' get to see heaven
And probably a lot of obscenity
Ain't no controlling me, I'm on the Hennessy
I might go pop me a Ecstasy
And she know that I'm gon' never sleep 'less she blow on the whistle like referees
Tell these little bitches I'm a rarity
Ain't yet to see the best of me
I said God bless prosperities, I said I need cog' therapy
Ain't no way that you gon' care for me
I can't even care for me
Put a body on, what's left for me?
Put a body on what's left of me, yeah
[Chorus: 49k]
Talk shit, but I wanna see you move
Nah, bitch, you're as phony as your crew
Talk shit, but I wanna see you move
Holden Caulfield's running on the loose
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