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Sometimes you just gotta be like hold up
You heard me? Just hold up
You ain't got my paper? Hold up
Ain't shit going right for you? Look, hold up
You heard me? Watch me
I'm all on me while you're all on them
I don't fuck with they type 'cause they ain't about that life
They ain't got no fucking trophies, they ain't got no fucking
Sometimes you just gotta be like hold up
You heard me? Just hold up
You ain't got my paper? Hold up
Ain't shit going right for you? Look, hold up
You heard me? Watch me
I'm all on me while you're all on them
I don't fuck with they type 'cause they ain't about that life
They ain't got no fucking trophies, they ain't got no fucking dreams
You can tell I'm in the kitchen the way I work that beam
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
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I'm chopping up in that kitchen while
Y'all caught up in your feelings, boy
Bagging up that Jose, don't make me empty that high K
Sipping on that Bombay, smoking on that Wally
That hip hop, she want good cock, my chick hot and my paper locked
I'm all on me, look, while y'all all on them, look
I don't fuck with they type 'cause they ain't about that life
Ayy, they ain't got no trophies, boy, they ain't got no dreams
You can tell I'm in that kitchen with that work, I triple beam
You know I'm in the
You know I turn a
You know I bag them O's, I don't cut it, let it flow
You know I want that Jag with them cameras on them tags
Whipping with my bitch, whip it 'til y'all quit
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
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Gucci on my suitcase, Michael on my shoelace
Nut on your chick face, she brush me off like toothpaste
Fuck love and your hip hop, I got mimis in my trap house
Carats on my chick wrist, keep her on that dope dick
You far from me, look, I don't even know you, boy
They far from me, look, I don't even know them
So hold up, nah, baby, look, shit
Hold up, nah, baby, look, shit
Say my name, you hear 2Pac
I'm joking, bitch, so close your mouth
Before I hit your block and chop you up like cooked rocks
Twink Glock, you bitch niggas, you snitch niggas
You ain't it, nigga, I'm the shit, nigga
I don't quit, nigga, I'm live, a ho 'til I die, ho, let's go
Your lady my old lady
Say hold up, say hold up
You got a baby from my woadie
Say hold up, say hold up
Them boys 'bout to come get me
Say hold up, say hold up
I'ma take at least four with me
Say hold up, work
Say hold up, say hold up, say hold up
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
I'm with my bad bitch
Say hold up, say hold up
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