FastLife Youngin - Hold Up Lyrics

I done got that bag whole lot of blues on me
If you get caught don't talk don't put no clues on me
My partner play with that Pedigree tryina put that food on me

Hold up shit hold up shit

Audemar on my wrist ow Audemar on my bitch too

Diamonds in my mouth thought it was lame to do em on each tooth
Prada Ocean Luna Rossa I said it right or mispronounced it

Hold up shit hold up shit

FastLife he getting to it you can hear it in his music
Having motion that shit old to me nigga I'm still moving
That ain't no photoshop baby that's her real booty

Hold up shit hold up shit

Work hard play hard but I ain't finna play
Don't keep checking the tracking of the pack delayed
Money call I go get it I spend two racks a day

Hold up I'm like hold up bitches don't know nothing
You either getting to it or broke as f*ck

If your nigga getting money he suppose to turn you up

We overseas she get Chanel so she ain't over c's sixty five a zip one thousand forty remember them reggie p's

I'm on this and you on that my Nigga we don't think the same
Niggas playing at that station this is not a game

Tennis chains they hit hard I got like seven of em
Twenty dollars each f*cking shrimp I bought 11 of em

I done got that bag whole lot of blues on me
If you get caught don't talk don't put no clues on me
My partner play with that Pedigree tryina put that food on me

Hold up shit hold up shit

Audemar on my wrist ow Audemar on my bitch too

Diamonds in my mouth thought it was lame to do em on each tooth
Prada Ocean Luna Rossa I said it right or mispronounced it

Hold up shit hold up shit

FastLife he getting to it you can hear it in his music
Having motion that shit old to me nigga I'm still moving
That ain't no photoshop baby that's her real booty

Hold up shit hold up shit

Having paper niggas hating that shit ain't new to me
My bitch bad just like Shaq if he shoot a three
I feel like Franklin with that first brick I was playing with p's
But I ain't get fronted my first rip I had enough cheese
Really lit can light a candle with my finger tip
I be at Char wedge salad chop the chicken strips
I got a switch on a 19 with an extended clip
I'm in my prime like Amazon but I can get it here
Bitches don't know nothing
You either getting to it or broke as f*ck

If your nigga getting money he suppose to turn you up

We overseas she get Chanel so she ain't over c's sixty five a zip one thousand forty remember them reggie p's

I done got that bag whole lot of blues on me
If you get caught don't talk don't put no clues on me
My partner play with that Pedigree tryina put that food on me

Hold up shit hold up shit

Audemar on my wrist ow Audemar on my bitch too
Diamonds in my mouth thought it was lame to do em on each tooth
Prada Ocean Luna Rossa I said it right or mispronounced it

Hold up shit hold up shit

FastLife he getting to it you can hear it in his music
Having motion that shit old to me nigga I'm still moving
That ain't no photoshop baby that's her real booty

Hold up shit hold up shit