STK 23 - Hold Up Lyrics

Ouuu
Yeah
STK
AKZ on that beat
Hey
Hold up hold up, 2-3 on the mic (Aye)
Drip too hard, she a bad lil vibe (Aye)
Hold up hold up, sip dark, snow white (White)
Grip on her waist, she bad, she feisty (Feisty)
Pull up pull up, f*ck 'round get smoked (Pow)
Pop that seal, now your bitch all soaked (Soaked)
Pull up pull up, she bad not basic
Eyes too low, lay low, sedated
Hold up hold up (Aye) pull up pull up (Aye)
Pour up pour up, when you sip don't throw up (Aye)
Hold up hold up (Aye) pull up pull up (Yeah)
When I pull up shit get X-Rated
Most bitches loved me but some still hated
Came from nothing and I almost made it
Now they're tryna cuff me as if I had commited crime
Bitch better act quick, better not waste time
Better invest before I get my checks up
Better be there not knowing I'm next up
Tell her ex-man: "Be cool, don't flex up"
If he talks shit, no hesi, get slapped up
Sit back, talk smack, hands up, man down
Infrared beam when I shoot from downtown
Step back, take that, I don't need a countdown
Run down, small town, don't get gunned down
F*ck with gang you will get bounced
Roll it up, roll it up, smell like an ounce
Fill it up fill it up, fill up that double cup
I don't wanna double up, just watch it bubble up
No matter what I do I just want the contrabands
If you want smoke, you can pull up, we don't make amends
Shawty on my side now, and she rockin' Timberlands
Take her to Daze and I make her do the rain dance
Hold up hold up, 2-3 on the mic (Aye)
Drip too hard, she a bad lil vibe (Aye)
Hold up hold up, sip dark, snow white (White)
Grip on her waist, she bad, she feisty (Feisty)
Pull up pull up, f*ck 'round get smoked (Pow)
Pop that seal, now your bitch all soaked (Soaked)
Pull up pull up, she bad not basic
Eyes too low, lay low, sedated
Hold up hold up (Aye) pull up pull up (Aye)
Pour up pour up, when you sip don't throw up (Aye)
Hold up hold up (Aye) pull up pull up (Yeah)
When I pull up shit get X-Rated
Hold up hold up, whole gang still faded
With the baddest hoes and their egos inflated
Old heads tryna talk shit, outdated
Seeing me winning must get 'em frustrated
Young ass, rookie ass motherf*ckers talk shit
Told 'em watch out, be careful, don't get hit
Internet soldiers get hit on their shoulders
Hard like boulders, cap bipolar
That boy tellin' I already knew, bitch
Off-White drip with an all white new bitch
Shawty high fashion, 5th Avenue bitch
They stay hatin' on my damn revenue, bitch
I can't do shit about that, that's their fault
Whatever they say I take it with a grain of salt
Had to get away, hit the box then I hit the vault
Had to speed up, burnt rubber on the asphalt
Had to do the dash, goin' fast on an alleyway
Got a valley bitch with me, and she know the way
Race to the finish line, all gas no brakes
Whole gang still here, all G's no fakes
Hold up hold up, 2-3 on the mic (Aye)
Drip too hard, she a bad lil vibe (Aye)
Hold up hold up, sip dark, snow white (White)
Grip on her waist, she bad, she feisty (Feisty)
Pull up pull up, f*ck 'round get smoked (Pow)
Pop that seal, now your bitch all soaked (Soaked)
Pull up pull up, she bad not basic
Eyes too low, lay low, sedated
Hold up hold up (Aye) pull up pull up (Aye)
Pour up pour up, when you sip don't throw up (Aye)
Hold up hold up (Aye) pull up pull up (Yeah)
When I pull up shit get X-Rated