text: Hold up
  Wheezy outta here
  Hold up, hold up, hold up
  Uh, uh, uh, uh
  Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch
  Shut your mouth and drink my kids
  Freaky lil ho might drink my piss
  Wake up, go hit a lick, cant miss
  Hold up, lil bitch, I dont want you, lil bitch
  I aint cuffin no shit, you belong to this dick 
  Fame got you ridin a carriage
  Pull up right now and embarrass you, yeah
  All of these sticks, Im a terrorist
  Your boyfriend a bitch and we scarin him, yeah
  Nut in that ho and you married her, ooh
  She for the gang and we sharin her 
  These stones in my ear are three carats 
  Niggas talk, remind me of a parrot 
  Im in that zone, I put that shit on
  They try figure out what Im wearing 
  Fly like a drone, go shop at Patrón
  Hit Barneys right after the Jeffery 
  Addicted to clothes, I dress up at home
  She give me her dome, YSL on the throne 
  Hold up, woah, hold up 
  Whole lot of cash, we got Brinks bucks 
  We back to back in the Lambo trucks 
  Hold up, hold up 
  I went and got in my bag, yup 
  Play with them slimes, well smash you 
  Hold up, hold up, hold up
  Uh, uh, uh, uh
  Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch 
  Shut your mouth and drink my kids 
  Freaky lil ho might drink my piss 
  Wake up, go hit a lick, cant miss 
  Hold up, hold up, hold up
  Uh, uh, uh, uh
  I caught a body, I killed all the oppies
  I dress in hibachi, I done robbed my papi
  I sold him some soap and I told him its molly
  Automatic the coupe, automatic the shotty
  I drip in Off-White, clean up with no spotties
  I got a Spyder, my idol was Spikey 
  Fuck with it, whackin, went been caught a body
  I bury him alive in the back of the Swats
  Bitches perform in the line, its a spot
  Murk him and let him sit down and just rot
  Shot up his coupe and we shot up the shop
  I dont care bout no court, I dont care bout no cops
  He dead on the scene, my niggas bang green
  Commited lil bitches, they down for the team
  Racks in, packs in, OMG
  This slatt biz, niggas know who we be
  Young nigga came in with a MAC-10
  Serve em through the back then
  Yeah, I got the packs in, go get the backend
  Break the bitch back in
  I aint gotta run off, nigga, that was back then 
  Hold up, hold up, hold up
  Uh, uh, uh, uh
  Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch
  Shut your mouth and drink my kids
  Freaky lil ho might drink my piss
  Wake up, go hit a lick, cant miss
  Hold up, hold up, hold up
  Uh, uh, uh, uh