Hold You Down (feat. CyHi The Prynce)

You ain't gotta say you love me

We gon' figure this shit out

We ain't gotta do that lovey-dovey shit

You know you got yourself a chick that hold you down

Man, I never been too into public signs of affection, my biz is my biz

And plus sometimes your private confessions get critisized quick

But I be the type that keeps it in check

And I don’t feel the need to reflect

With no fuckin' people except exactly who I’m with

Man I know we straight, we'll be okay

I don’t got no stress, I'm getting paid

You know we stay cashing these checks

Man, all that extra shit for the birds

All of them chicks having things to worry bout

A bunch of he said, she said, he said, we said

Oh no, fuck word of mouth

It ain't nothing to keep shit cool if everything between me and you

Don’t gotta be publicized because otherwise these bitches start to intrude

Hoes be loving to fuck with a girl's man

It be making 'em feel accomplished

Flirt till he flirt back, somehow that’s a ho subconscious

But it ain't never been bout the world, this is about just me and you

You don't gotta say you love me, you just gotta show and prove

I said it ain't never been bout the world, this is about just me and you

Cause good things don't need overselling, everyone know what the fuck it do

Snow, can you answer this?

Was that your dude you was in Atlanta with?

Cause I always wanted me a Hispanic chick I can speak some Spanish with

From Los Angeles even though I can barely understand the shit

We got the same management, I might as well take advantage, shit!

Candles lit, what you think about me and you vanishin'?

Cruise on the Pacific since you already on Atlantic 'n

Some booze and we can kick it

Don't worry bout your man 'n shit

Breaking up is natural: Even the Grand Canyon split!

Girl, so come and smoke some cannabis

I'd rather spend this money on you than to give it to some dancer bitch

And I am not a trick, let's just say I'm a philanthropist

It's pimping over here, baby, church - Evangelist

What you think about being my fiancé?

My Beyonce, don't worry bout what them peons say

Let's fly to Paris and get your wedding dress from Givenchy

French kissing at the altar, parlez-vous Francais?

You ain't gotta say you love me

We gon figure this shit out

Cause every time I see you shawty

I just wanna walk up on you, kiss you in the mouth

You ain't gotta say you love me

Cuz that ain't what this about

I ain't tryna stress you, miss lady

Let's go half on a baby and a house