Hold up, Hold Up, Hold Up, Clap, Clap, Clap
Fuckin your bitch, she holdin' my strap
Fuckin' your bitch, she holdin' my strap
I hit from the back, gone make this shit clap
.556 gone eat a nigga back
Fah, Fah Fah, Fah, catchin' the passes just like I'm Tom Brady
Fuckin' your bitch like I'm in the 80's
I don't fuck with these niggas like I'm Slim Shady
Hit from the back, she calling me baby
They ain't havin' no bars, all they do is repeat
And bitch, I'm on the song, so you knowin' it's heat
I ain't trippin' on you, nigga, you really sweet
Take a flick with a hoe, I just do it discreet
Gotta hurry it up, and my phone is on three
K
We runnin' it back like a Relay
Shoutout Jaden and shoutout my young nigga Zay
Shoutout Dravin my brother, we swingin' that K
Now my shit is on two
Get the money, I'm happy, I skip to lou
Wanna fuck me lil' shawty, let's do what it do
Know my brother gon' crash if he do, that's on you