Hold up woah
Whole lotta hoes
Bring they friends
And they on go
Whole lotta fun
Whole lotta meds
Whole lotta guns
Just like the prez
F*ck yo friends
They some hoes
They don't shit
About us bro
Oh no, here we go
One of your stupid homegirls hitting up my phone
You better warn that hoe like I won't bring that pole
I drop the addy lets see if these boys gon show
I'll bring the poker out and stab all of her bros
Don't fool yourself I'm psycho shawty you should know
Hold up woah
Whole lotta hoes
Bring they friends
And they on go
Whole lotta fun
Whole lotta meds
Whole lotta guns
Just like the prez
Yeah I lied to you (Yeh)
But I'll still ride for you (Yeh)
But I'll still slide for you (Yeh)
And I'll still die for you (Yeh)
You know how I feel its a vibe for you (Yeh)
Everything was real till I lied to you
Now im not there, what i did wasn't fair
Left you in the dark, had to put you there
How did i not know it?
Held it inside with the fear
Can't say I knew
It would end up like this
City life shit is dead I just want my bread
No you know we not friends why you shake my hand?
Hold up woah
Whole lotta hoes
Bring they friends
And they on go
Whole lotta fun
Whole lotta meds
Whole lotta guns
Just like the prez