Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hold Up , by - Yung Bans. Song from the album MISUNDERSTOOD, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Foundation
Song language: English
Hold Up |
| Hold up, hold up, hold up |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh |
| Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch |
| Shut your mouth and drink my kids |
| Freaky lil' ho might drink my piss |
| Wake up, go hit a lick, can’t miss |
| Hold up, lil' bitch, I don’t want you, lil' bitch |
| I ain’t cuffin' no shit, you belong to this dick (Wheezy outta here) |
| Fame got you ridin' a carriage |
| Pull up right now and embarrass you, yeah |
| All of these sticks, I’m a terrorist |
| Your boyfriend a bitch, I’ma scare him, yeah |
| Nut in the ho, end your marriage |
| She for the gang and we sharin' her |
| The stones in my ear are three carats (Gunna) |
| Niggas talk, remind me of a parrot (Carats) |
| I’m in that zone, I put that shit on |
| They try figure out what I’m wearing (Oh) |
| Fly like a drone, go shop at Patrón |
| Hit Barneys right after the Jeffery (Yeah) |
| Addicted to clothes, I dress up at home |
| She give me her dome, YSL on the throne (Yeah, Wheezy outta here) |
| Hold up, woah, hold up (Hold up) |
| Whole lot of cash, we got bricks, bucks |
| You got the back in that Lambo truck |
| Hold up, hold up (Hold up) |
| I went and got in my bag, yup |
| Play with them slimes, we’ll smash you (Wheezy outta here) |
| Hold up, hold up, hold up |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh |
| Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch (Yeah) |
| Shut your mouth and drink my kids (Yeah, yeah) |
| Freaky lil' ho might drink my piss (Woo) |
| Wake up, go hit a lick, can’t miss (Woo) |
| Hold up, hold up, hold up |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh |
| I caught a body, I killed all the oppies |
| I dress in hibachi, I done robbed my papi |
| I sold him some soap and I told him it’s molly |
| Automatic the coupe, automatic the shotty |
| I drip in Off-White, clean up with no spotties |
| I got a Spyder, my idol was Spikey (Wheezy outta here) |
| Fuck with it, whackin', went been caught a body |
| I bury him alive in the back of the Swats |
| Bitches perform in the line, it’s a spot |
| Murk him and let him sit down and just rot |
| Shot up his coupe and we shot up the shop |
| I don’t care 'bout no court, I don’t care 'bout no cops |
| (Wheezy outta here) |
| He dead on the scene, my niggas bang green |
| Commited lil' bitches, they down for the team |
| Racks in, packs in, OMG |
| It’s slatt, these niggas know OLP |
| Young nigga came in with a MAC-10 |
| Serve 'em through the back then |
| Yeah, I got the packs in, go get the backend |
| Break the bitch back in |
| I ain’t gotta run off, nigga, that was back then |
| Hold up, hold up, hold up |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh |
| Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch |
| Shut your mouth and drink my kids |
| Freaky lil' ho might drink my piss |
| Wake up, go hit a lick, can’t miss |