HOLD UP Lyrics

See me in the party but you froze up

Got a bottle in the air

I'm like everybody toast up

I'm getting money with hold up

Mad features in the folder

Hold up

Hold up

Wait

What you put up in this mother fucking soda

Get low get low go lower

Like I don't dance might end up shaking my shoulder

I'm shaking my head

Feel my heart getting colder

Like speed it up then go a little bit slower

She my little gangsta gangsta

She said she want to be my little personal roller

I said I got some problems

Problems

That's why they think I'm acting bipolar

Like I don't want to be around

The shit they doing for exposure

Listen when I speak come closer

And there's a reason that they calling Moca

I could be rapping or marketing solar

You might see me at the club

I could be your promoter

Or maybe a broker

I get this feeling of composure

But I'm way too drunk

I give the whip to the chauffeur

Like get the fuck up out the booth

Cause all that shit mediocre

If she bad then I approach her

Sober

If she do me wrong then I expose her

Trust me when I say you don't wanna stay

Cause I know she hate it I control her

But love it when I hold her

And all she wanted was some closure

I still hit it once and then it's over

Do me dirty then I'm acting like I don't even know her

And If she with me all the way

And hold it down

Wait

Then I might buy the bitch a rover

Hold up

Everything I do stay Kosher

Coping with my pain spending money on a chain & and rolls truck

I do this shit for the culture

I know she real if she gripping on the toaster

She my little gangsta she really a soldier

I'm like momma look we made it

That's my head up on that poster

Cappin in ya raps you a poser

I be with the mother fucking Locsta

Yelling we got one

We boutta rollup (Rollup)

In a big foreign when I rollup

See me in the party but you froze up Moca