Hol Up lyrics

[Verse]
f*ck havin' a n*gga and I never needed friends
No handouts, I always got the upper hand
Disrespect my fam and you get stretched like rubber bands
The ones that say you ain't will always be your biggest fan
Like damn, just give me credit where it's due
Vinny call the plug and grab the pack and bring it through
Never sweat a n*gga, we just let 'em pick and choose
Hardheaded b*tch, well, sh*t, I barely follow rules
I can't trust these b*tches, make me wanna cop a tool
Started gettin' money, I ain't have to finish school
I be countin' money while y'all countin' on these dudes
b*tch, ayy
They call me 9ina with the drip, 9ina with a clip
I would take your n*gga, but that n*gga broke as sh*t
Have him meet me out and put this pus*y on his lip
b*tch just scooped me up, we doin' donuts in the whip
Body baggin' hoes the only time I f*ck with zips
Fire-ass b*tch, go overseas just for the drip
Gettin' paid off music while these b*tches strip for tips
Ayy, I am the sh*t, b*tch
Only Glocks and K's up on my wishlist
I can get the pack and make it flip just like Olympics
Everything I worked for, so, b*tch, it was not given
I got tunnel vision, I don't see no competition (Ayy)
I cannot go broke
Stick long as stand-up, but ain't no joke
I can slide and steal your whole crowd like, "Where the show go?"
[Chorus]
b*tch, don't try and play me like no dummy
Two things I don't play about, my family and my money
Hold up, don't try and play me like sh*t funny
Two things you can't change is my drip and how I'm comin'
Hold up, don't try and play me like no dummy
Two things I don't play about, my family and my money
Hold up, don't try and play me like sh*t funny
Two things you can't change is my drip and how I'm comin', b*tch