One-Three - Hol Up
Let's go, uh
Hol up, bae before we leave you know I gotta pour up
I done really walked inside that party with a pole tucked
The nigga he be talking bout me, but I give no fucks
Sold that man that pack, but he got bagged that's bad luck
I don't give a fuck if she bad, that could be bad love
Walk around, with all this cash I got my pants stuffed
He say he a hitta but, he ain't ever blast once
Walking with a heater and the other hand a fan bruh
I know niggas who a run up and just blam yuh
All this weight on my shoulders, hard to stand up
Gotta earn your stripes in this shit like a bengal
Big bands, niggas already know I have that
Bad bitch, she walk around with BBL her ass fat
V8 in the hood, fuck around and crash that
This shit can get real treacherous like niggas lived in Baghdad
Niggas be my sons I might move to Phoenix
Look out for my bitches so you know they call me Da Da
In the city got a o, like arenas
My man he got PTSD he walk around with book bags
New whip I take it off the lot it do not need no cleaning
Walk in with cash leave out with bags is how it go in Neiman's
Gatorade break my cousin had and now he back and feenin'
Back and feenin', I lay back I'm leaning
Why you plotting why you scheming ?
Saw that shit when I was dreaming
Remember when I took a L
But that shit happened for a reason
Why you cappin in your caption nigga, shit I don't believe it
Niggas switching like them sticks, niggas switching like the seasons
Try and run up, pull off, leave em
Play thang Ahk a leave you bleeding
When it get dark them people thieving
Spark the glock it get to singing
It ain't nun but a thang to get the drop you best believe it
Better watch out for your man, could be the reason you not breathing
Already know what would happened when I hopped right in that game
Niggas getting bagged for everything, they getting bagged for chains
But it's ight, I would never go, never in my life
Man your strip is so sweet, I could slide with a bike
Man oh man he so sweet, I might call em Mike and Ike
Already know he not street, I might smack him right on sight
Remember when my aim was iffy so I had to use a sight
I done came a long way, now I got switches get em right
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