Video October de Aaron Holts 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aaron Holts - October Lyrics

[Interlude: A+]
Duffle bag Plus nigga
Aye

[Verse 1: A+]
Kush is my cologne
Rock my own shit not VLONE
Had to give ya bitch a bone
By the ocean, my weed grown
Get to feastin when I’m beastin
So don’t put me in that mode
It’s gon up end up looking bad
Bullets flying through your home (aye)
Switchin the flow like these niggas do teams
Thor with that hammer I strike with that beam
Banana the body the inside is cream
I murder the pussy just hear the shit scream
A sicko indeed I’m outta my conscious
I’m killin you niggas no threat that’s a promise
Gotta move cautious these niggas be Feds
Eye’n yo platе but ain’t getting no bread
The jеalousy real and love is so fake
Bros can be snakes so don’t make the mistake
Of friended an enemy out the vicinity
Fuck em virginity they deserve misery
Get the bag while they sit on the sideline
Sayin that you hot but you freezein in the spotlight
Imma get mine when I feel like the time right
Jewelry be fake niggas rockin that pyrite
Slow it down like a Memphis nigga
Scratch the pussy off my hit list nigga
Razor aiming and we clipping niggas
Crucify the beat like a Christian nigga
You ain’t the read book it was written nigga
Been the G.O.D., this a scripture nigga
Or I’m like Horus to Egyptians niggas
Dis dat duffle talk you better listen nigga (aye)
[Chorus: LaHenny]
I got a duffle bag on me
Blue cheese getting moldy
Ride around on my side of town
Gotta check-in, you ain’t know me
Slide round, with my slime now
Got more straps than the police
Can’t let thee nigga snake me
I ain’t going out like I’m Tony
I got a duffle bag on me
Blue cheese getting moldy
Ride around on my side of town
Gotta check-in, you ain’t know me
Slide round, with my slime now
Got more straps than the police
Can’t let thee nigga snake me
I ain’t going out like I’m Tony

[Verse 2: Yace]
I don’t really pull out unless I’m in a race
A Plan B really be plan A, I don’t hesitate
Pocket all the money, I’m rolling loud, I’m feelin’ great
I got way too much on my mind, I need to meditate
Pour me up some lean, I ain’t going fast till I’m in a casket
White boy really looking like Casper, but I been making racket
I been making money way faster than I can even stack it
Police pulled me over and told me that I was causing traffic
Nah
Swear I was causing havoc
I planned with Plus and Henny shit was hella tactic
Tryna get myself a milli
Just so I can go and spaz it
By the time that I’m done, I’ll have hell inside of a handbasket