Hold Up

Hold up, ayy, bitch, stop calling my phone

Told you hold up, bitch

Hold up

Hold up, I walk in this bitch

And you know I be lit, they be feelin' my swag

Bad lil' bitch and she been on my trail

If you play with me wrong, I'ma whip out that Mack

When I give me a bag, you know I'm a stack

Bitch, I been dumb, I been flashin' them racks

And I been on my top, yeah, you play, you get wacked

And you know I'm Lil' Raw, put that four on my back

Bitch, I be bangin' that four

I want you to play and you outta here

Yeah, you know I be thuggin', you know I be buckin'

I want him to play and I'm poppin' him

Yeah, I want him to play then I'm poppin' him

I put ten on his head'cause I'm tired of him

Yeah, these niggas be pussy

You know they gon' talk on that 'Gram but we really be droppin' them

Fuck it, pop out his bushes

When he walk out that bitch, yeah you know we gon' smush him

Youngins goin' retarded, clutchin' that forty

Ten on his head for lookin'

I got ten on his head for lookin'

What you mean, man? That nigga was pussy

I'm like fuck all that talkin'

Know that I'm 'bout it, you want a show? Book it

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bitch, I be bangin' that four

I be goin' retarded (I be goin' retarded)

Bitch, I be bangin' that four

I be startin' the party (I be startin' the party, yeah)

You know I won't fuck on that ho

'Cause lil' mama was gorgeous (know she was gorgeous, yeah)

I walk in this bitch and you know that I'm going retarded (I'm going retarded)

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, I be doing my lil' dance

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, I be doing my lil' dance

Bitch, I'm big Louis AI

North of the 8, I walk in, bet a hunnid on hunnid

When I walk in the club, I keep doin' my dance

Nigga, and that's your ass if I bump you

Pretty dog, I run 'round with them gunners

The chopper gon' rip soon as they go to runnin'

From my chains to my drip, niggas ain't takin' names

When we see 'em in public, I'm pushin' the button

Niggas run up on me and that's first degree

I go post on they block in some Gucci sneaks

I be loose as a goose if you play, I'ma shoot'em

I'm whoppin' this bitch with a Perk in me

And I'm high as the fuck, but I'm smilin' so hard

'Cause these boys up in here wanna murder me

But I don't give a fuck 'cause my niggas go hard

And I know for a fact they gon' murk for me

Do the murder man dancing them hoes like

Got lil' bro on the truck, they gon' on sight 'em

Go to feelin' myself every time I turn up

I be doin' my shit ain't no nigga like me

32 on the Glock, ain't no sense of fightin'

Ain't no sense for the duck when I go to strikin'

Say she want me whenever I get her

I fuck her so good she gon' swear I was on the Vic', and I'm a slime, bitch

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, I be doing my lil' dance

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, I be doing my lil' dance

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, lil' bitch

Let me get off in this bitch

They pointing they fingers, they know that the boss in this bitch

Tie up my J's 'cause I'm 'bout to walk on this bitch

They talking that shit they was running like running backs

Close his casket, nigga, I'ma double that

Now the whole city tryna fuck with that

back to back niggas like dominoes

Got them pissin' they pants like Fios (yeah)

Twenty-five hundred to get you stepped on

Ten G's it'll get you fucked (yeah)

I'm the first nigga 'round who was throwing a fuck (woo-woo)

I'm the first to go viral, dog, on the internet

Found a fifty, nigga, you remember that (yeah)

Mouth locked on that Jig-A-Pack (yeah)

If my shooter live real rare, he been put to the test, he'll never tell

I'm tryna do right, but thuggin' for life

I write my name up in every cell (who's with me?)

They call me Rambo in that bottom, I got Terminator guns

Said a prayer up for his mama, had to terminate her son (ooh)

It's that 225 business, ride or die business or you die

It's that Pablo Escobar, South Baton Rouge shit with that slime (brr)

Pussy nigga (brr)

I'ma keep doing my dance (ayy, who gon' stop it?)

I'ma keep doing my dance (bitch, ain't nobody stoppin' this motion)

Ayy, let the beat play, Tone

They still dancin' man (yeah, yeah)

I'ma keep doing my dance

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, they be doin' they dance

Turn up, turn up

Dumb, turn up, turn up

Dumb, turn up, turn up

Dumb

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, I be doing my lil' dance

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, I be doing my lil' dance