Dope Fantasy
Hold On 2 That
[CKENT talking intro]

Its a S.F.D. summer, man
I dont need no extra heat, ya heard?
Hold on to that shit

[Hook]

Hold on to that
Hold on to that
I pull up to the scene, they say:
CKENT you trappin? (CKENT you trappin?)

Hold on to that
Hold on to that
The feds lookin , feds listenin
You can have it! (You can get it)

X2

[CKENT - Verse 1]

Yea I be snappin
Made cash from trappin
Invested all up in these rap and now life lavish
Beamer carriage , top missin
I'm corporate juugin , this high riskin
Different digits, can't play with kiddies
In my own bracket, you stuck in traffic
I made a lane, now movin fasta
I crushed them classes, to cop that bachelors
I bet you I school these n***as, this be my mastas
Two twins matchin, all on my mattress
I'm with yo mistress and yo misses
Don't run up on me bout no bitches, I'll let you have it!


[Hook]

I need that cash, grass, and ass .. so I dont wanna go to class
Big homie told me "pace it, CKENT you movin to fast"
Nah I can't get overlooked, so I make every move like its my last
My teacher sayin I won't make it so I need that cash, grass, and ass
I copped the foreign. Talkin bitches, man I been kilt this whip shit
Every flow it be so vicous man the limit its been lifted
Had to sign designers to the squad, cause renaissance the image
Dont ask me where I cop my shit cause man you know you ridin rented
And man I know these hoes too friendly, so ion put my trust in women
Always ridin with my n***as, SFD until they kill me
Yea that beamer lookin nice, but my 3rd eye its on that bently
Ironic ion lean and drive, but my chauffeur whats got yall sickest

[Hook]