Lyrics Hollup - 3ohblack, Moneybagg Yo, Tay Keith

Hollup

Hundred bottles, hundred models, drink until they throw up
Niggas said they put in work, but they gon' have to show us
How you see my face on every flyer, but don’t show up?
(3Oh)
Shawty wanna suck on me, but she gon' have to hold up
Waitin' on the millis, hit my bank like, «What's the hold up?»
Word around town, 3OhBlack, he 'bout to blow up (3Oh)
My niggas, we them boys, shout out Wiz, hold up, hold up
Hold up, we them boys
I’m in DC beatin' up the block, I feel like Floyd
She didn’t rock with me when I was broke, I should ignore it
I just seen an opp, he froze up, you should’ve saw it
This ain’t no Glock, it’s an H with an R
Give him a shot like I work at the bar
I’m in LA, gotta fly out tomorrow
Don’t got an Uber, they send me the car
Hold up, God, I got you one
He got a gun, I bet he run
These niggas like Pinocchio
He lied in every song he done
Hold up, why you follow me?
You plottin' or somethin'?
They like, «Why you in LA, 3Oh?
You poppin' or somethin'?»
And you always in the studio, you droppin' or somethin'?
Tell 'em hold up, pay attention, you gon' see it when you see it
I be like hold up (What?), they go crazy when I show up
Hundred bottles, hundred models, drink until they throw up
Niggas said they put in work, but they gon' have to show us
How you see my face on every flyer, but don’t show up?
(3Oh)
Shawty wanna suck on me, but she gon' have to hold up
Waitin' on the millis, hit my bank like, «What's the hold up?»
Word around town, 3OhBlack, he 'bout to blow up (3Oh)
My niggas, we them boys, shout out Wiz, hold up, hold up (Ugh, ugh, ugh, go)
Hold up
Hop out drippin', lift my door up
Give me space, I’m 'bout to blow up
I get active when I pour up
Nothin' but (What?), blue hundreds
Gotta pay me 'fore I show up
Bread Gang, I got my dough up
Niggas pay to say they know us (Facts)
Bet on myself and I’m bettin' the bar
I’m movin' 'round with 'za in the jar (Skrrt)
Know what I’m doin', controlling the car (Yeah)
Bitch, I’m a star, I shine from far (Look)
Got a few bitches, they know who they are (Ooh)
Thuggin' and bustin' and fuckin' her raw (Ugh, ugh)
Put in some work and don’t tell what you saw (Nope)
Gotta be status to talk to the boss
I be like hold up (What?), they go crazy when I show up
Hundred bottles, hundred models, drink until they throw up
Niggas said they put in work, but they gon' have to show us
How you see my face on every flyer, but don’t show up?
(3Oh)
Shawty wanna suck on me, but she gon' have to hold up
Waitin' on the millis, hit my bank like, «What's the hold up?»
Word around town, 3OhBlack, he 'bout to blow up (3Oh)
My niggas, we them boys, shout out Wiz, hold up, hold up