Nico 3X - Hol' Up

Money or the bitches, nigga Imma need the bag
I been down too long, nigga Imma need it bad
I know I been gone, I been cooking in the lab
Now I’m whipping in a foreign like I ain’t afraid to crash, nigga hol’ up
Riding in a circle doing donuts
Say it to my face since you out here acting like you so tough
My niggas carry heat it ain’t a problem calling yo bluff
Shordy head is crazy man I swear she going so nuts, for real
Get the fuck away from me you don’t know the deal
Stop talking like you bout it boy you don’t wanna kill
Family on my back and I be holding em still
Holding em still, I be holding em
Yea, I be holding em down
Guess my middle name is Usain, way I’m running this town
Speeding by you with the deuces you ain’t running me down
If you ask em they say “three times” who they wanna be now
Bitches love the curls, I’m trynna see if she thick
I know that her panties and jaw dropping when she see this
Yea I’m with the mafia but I ain’t talking three-six
Think that this Nina gone be the only girl I sleep with (Sleep with)
Big dog status, I’m relaxed
Niggas looking goofy, call em Maxamillion
Breaking down her back like my name Shaq O’Neal and
Know a couple fiends so Imma bag the pills, yea
All em off the bullshit tell em miss me with it
Got em hella thirsty for my sixteen nigga
We don’t wanna have to put you six feet nigga
We ain’t saying if we did it
She love all my jewelry cause her favorite color yellow
I can see the pussy through her tights it’s waving hello
She asking for some money so I hit her with a hell no
Imma get a chip in my first year like my name Melo
Think I might call up one of my favorite cuddle bugs
She keep on telling me that I’m her favorite type of drug
And it just so happens I’m her favorite type of plug
Made her cum like six times then I hit the Jordan shrug
All em off the bullshit tell em miss me with it
Got em hella thirsty for my sixteen nigga
We don’t wanna have to put you six feet nigga
We ain’t saying if we did it
Money or the bitches, nigga Imma need the bag
I been down too long, nigga Imma need it bad
I know I been gone, I been cooking in the lab
Now I’m whipping in a foreign like I ain’t afraid to crash, nigga hol’ up
Riding in a circle doing donuts
Say it to my face since you out here acting like you so tough
My niggas carry heat it ain’t a problem calling yo bluff
Shordy head is crazy man I swear she going so nuts, for real
Get the fuck away from me you don’t know the deal
Stop talking like you bout it boy you don’t wanna kill
Family on my back and I be holding em still
Holding em, holding em, holding em still
Niggas looking goofy, call em Maxamillion
Breaking down her back like my name Shaq O’Neal and

Written by:
Nico Vega

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