Hold Me Up lyrics

by

Chris Travis


[Intro]
I f*ck out her brains
Now she wantin' my name
I don't know how to change
She, don't f*ck with lames
I, taught her the game
I, fought through the pain
I, f*ck on her brain
I leave her shakin' away

[Intrumental]

[Verse 1]
Feel like I blow a thousand every f*ckin' week
So I gotta work harder every f*ckin' week
She wanna show it so I tell her lemme get a peek
Suck my di*k and little b*tch took all my energy
I'm the young n*gga from Memphis, Tennessee
Say he know me but he don't know the real me
b*tches wanna plot up, can't touch me
I don't give a f*ck about nobody
I blow a hunnid dollars for my black tee
I know spendin' wouldn't make me happy
These hoes don't love, they attack me
Pick her up now we f*ckin' in the backseat
Head home to the sound of the silence
Had to think 'cause I felt a little tired
These b*tches ain't worth my mileage
These n*ggas can't match my style, yeah
[Refrain]
I'm back on it mane, f*ck it I don't pour it though
Can't let it get away, can't let it go
Tryna eat off my plate, I'ma let you know
Never felt insecure, I just roll a O
I'm back on it mane, f*ck it I don't pour it though
Can't let it get away, can't let it go
Tryna eat off my plate, I'ma let you know
Never felt insecure, I just roll a O

[Verse 2]
Lately, lately
These b*tches say a n*gga crazy
These hoes be so lazy
Wanna f*ck and I get paid, b*tch
I just slowed up, so what?
Drownin' in this ocean
Cause I can't even hold myself
I can't even control myself

[Outro]
Hold me up (Hold me up baby)
Hold me up (Hold me up baby)
Hold me up (Hold me up baby)
Hold me up (Hold me up baby)
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