Hold up
Then imma let this beat drop
I remember days
When I was trappin out a kiosk
Tryna run away
But the chopper cut his knees off
Nigga catch a fade
Then fade away
I knock his weave off
I say hold up
Chopper got the f*ckin beam on
Gotta make it rappin
Cause the trap won't put my team on
I remember days
I was broke no one to lean on
Now I'm getting paid
All these nigga wanna feed on
I say hold up
Watch who the f*ck you talking to
I make money moves
And have your brother
Take your life from you
I could make the moon go dark
If I wanted too
I could break a little bitch's heart
If I wanted too
I just bought a Glock
And I keep it on my waist
Point this pistol to the sky
And tell that hoe to f*ck your space
F*ck a house, I bought a lake
I'm superior like a great
In da cut with Don and Haze
We gon smoke our pain away
I say hold up
Buzzin like a bee
City full of thieves
I want Woods if I was rollin weed
But you can't roll with me
Sing a hook just like Pleasure P
So can you pleasure me
Feeling good when I'm sippin lean
I might just OD
Got me in my zone
Just leave me here alone
When I was young and thought I couldn't
OGs went and showed the ropes
Trappin out the f*ckin harbor
But we got no little boats
You a joke silly nigga
Here's a tissue, wipe your nose
I go ghost like I'm Casper
But ain't friendly like them folks
We gon show all you hating niggas
That I am the GOAT
Big 4-4 turn the hardest nigga
Straight up to a hoe
Touch your toes, I'm an alien
And bitch you just got probed, aye
Hold up
Can't seem to find my halo
No no
It's Voo
I got you T
(RocketJuice) eek
Glock Gen5
New whip all white
Sick doors suicide
Drip's dead slip slide
I got money like I made it
Jaws like a gator
Straight up out the station
Percs like a patient yeah
I gave like way too much
Me and Tyrese
Gonna pull up in a rockstar truck
F*cking all these hoes
But we give no love
Garments for my goblins
We pull up in tux
We'll get it, we gotta
We starting from the bottom
Make it out the 'hill
Strike 'em fast like a mamba
Roll the dice took chances
Tryna get these bitches dancing
No hold up, it's a stick up
Take your ass for ransom
Gang
You know we pull up wit dem boppers, aye
We ain't never gonna stop yeah yeah
We just wylin' on this island, aye
Heavy metal why we grindin
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
T-Pressure - Hold Up (feat. Voodoo) Lyrics
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Hold up
Then imma let this beat drop
I remember days
When I was trappin out a kiosk
Tryna run away
But the chopper cut his knees off
Nigga catch a fade
Then fade away
I knock his weave off
I say hold up
Chopper got the f*ckin beam on
Gotta make it rappin
Cause the trap won't put my team on
I remember days
I was broke no one to lean on
Now I'm getting paid
All these nigga wanna feed on
I say hold up
Watch who the f*ck you talking to
I make money moves
And have your brother
Take your life from you
I could make the moon go dark
If I wanted too
I could break a little bitch's heart
If I wanted too
I just bought a Glock
And I keep it on my waist
Point this pistol to the sky
And tell that hoe to f*ck your space
F*ck a house, I bought a lake
I'm superior like a great
In da cut with Don and Haze
We gon smoke our pain away
I say hold up
Buzzin like a bee
City full of thieves
I want Woods if I was rollin weed
But you can't roll with me
Sing a hook just like Pleasure P
So can you pleasure me
Feeling good when I'm sippin lean
I might just OD
Got me in my zone
Just leave me here alone
When I was young and thought I couldn't
OGs went and showed the ropes
Trappin out the f*ckin harbor
But we got no little boats
You a joke silly nigga
Here's a tissue, wipe your nose
I go ghost like I'm Casper
But ain't friendly like them folks
We gon show all you hating niggas
That I am the GOAT
Big 4-4 turn the hardest nigga
Straight up to a hoe
Touch your toes, I'm an alien
And bitch you just got probed, aye
Hold up
Can't seem to find my halo
No no
It's Voo
I got you T
(RocketJuice) eek
Glock Gen5
New whip all white
Sick doors suicide
Drip's dead slip slide
I got money like I made it
Jaws like a gator
Straight up out the station
Percs like a patient yeah
I gave like way too much
Me and Tyrese
Gonna pull up in a rockstar truck
F*cking all these hoes
But we give no love
Garments for my goblins
We pull up in tux
We'll get it, we gotta
We starting from the bottom
Make it out the 'hill
Strike 'em fast like a mamba
Roll the dice took chances
Tryna get these bitches dancing
No hold up, it's a stick up
Take your ass for ransom
Gang
You know we pull up wit dem boppers, aye
We ain't never gonna stop yeah yeah
We just wylin' on this island, aye
Heavy metal why we grindin
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Then imma let this beat drop
I remember days
When I was trappin out a kiosk
Tryna run away
But the chopper cut his knees off
Nigga catch a fade
Then fade away
I knock his weave off
I say hold up
Chopper got the f*ckin beam on
Gotta make it rappin
Cause the trap won't put my team on
I remember days
I was broke no one to lean on
Now I'm getting paid
All these nigga wanna feed on
I say hold up
Watch who the f*ck you talking to
I make money moves
And have your brother
Take your life from you
I could make the moon go dark
If I wanted too
I could break a little bitch's heart
If I wanted too
I just bought a Glock
And I keep it on my waist
Point this pistol to the sky
And tell that hoe to f*ck your space
F*ck a house, I bought a lake
I'm superior like a great
In da cut with Don and Haze
We gon smoke our pain away
I say hold up
Buzzin like a bee
City full of thieves
I want Woods if I was rollin weed
But you can't roll with me
Sing a hook just like Pleasure P
So can you pleasure me
Feeling good when I'm sippin lean
I might just OD
Got me in my zone
Just leave me here alone
When I was young and thought I couldn't
OGs went and showed the ropes
Trappin out the f*ckin harbor
But we got no little boats
You a joke silly nigga
Here's a tissue, wipe your nose
I go ghost like I'm Casper
But ain't friendly like them folks
We gon show all you hating niggas
That I am the GOAT
Big 4-4 turn the hardest nigga
Straight up to a hoe
Touch your toes, I'm an alien
And bitch you just got probed, aye
Hold up
Can't seem to find my halo
No no
It's Voo
I got you T
(RocketJuice) eek
Glock Gen5
New whip all white
Sick doors suicide
Drip's dead slip slide
I got money like I made it
Jaws like a gator
Straight up out the station
Percs like a patient yeah
I gave like way too much
Me and Tyrese
Gonna pull up in a rockstar truck
F*cking all these hoes
But we give no love
Garments for my goblins
We pull up in tux
We'll get it, we gotta
We starting from the bottom
Make it out the 'hill
Strike 'em fast like a mamba
Roll the dice took chances
Tryna get these bitches dancing
No hold up, it's a stick up
Take your ass for ransom
Gang
You know we pull up wit dem boppers, aye
We ain't never gonna stop yeah yeah
We just wylin' on this island, aye
Heavy metal why we grindin
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Writer: CYLUS REYNOLDS, TYRESE NORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave