Hol Up Lyrics

Hol up hol up

Lone wolf don't like co-op

Hol up hol up

Make you say oh my Jehovah

Man pop out in a Rover

Ballin like Delladova

When I pull up it's over

When I pull up it's over

When I pull up you know that I'm there to win

Watch the choppa spin

Been balling since uno cinco man

You know when I shoot tres it it goes in

That boy gone need some some (what) more leche damn

On the pad and pen you know I'm white Iverson

Look at them try me man ha its hilarious

it's imperative that I go nefarious all white chariot

I hear the diss and bury him say they rich but they barely is

I come barreling with the hits they all turn sour berry not very merry men

I might just scary terry this I might just carry this whole rap game on one shoulder jit

Better not doubt the kidd and I'm gone off the grid

Back on the grid it's me and the homies yuh

We getting the bag ballin like cochise yuh

Get to the money like ima a dope fiend yuh Game winner we ain't going to ot nah

Hol up hol up

Lone wolf don't like co-op

Hol up hol up

Make you say oh my Jehovah

Man pop out in a Rover

Ballin like Delladova

When I pull up it's over

When I pull up it's over

Hol up hol up

Lone wolf don't like co-op

Hol up hol up

Make you say oh my Jehovah

Man pop out in a Rover

Ballin like Delladova

When I pull up it's over

When I pull up it's over

Hol up hol up

Lone wolf don't like co-op

Hol up hol up

Make you say oh my Jehovah

Man pop out in a Rover

Ballin like Delladova

When I pull up it's over

When I pull up it's over