Lyrics for Hol Up by RetcH :
Before I got here servin’ junkies out the Benz
Hol’ up
I f*ck a b*tch and then I’m f*ckin’ all her friends
Hol’ up
My life a motion picture, better check ya lens
Hol’ up
Petition RetcHy Po’ a fo’ I’m ’bout my bands
Hol’ up
I’ve got some krills I’m whippin white up on the stove
Hol’ up
I’ve got some groupy b*tches blowin’ up my phone
Hol’ up
But I ain’t tryna talk I’m finna bouta lean
Hol’ up
I take a pint right to the face, the f*ck you mean
Hol’ up
Might grab a fo’ and tec and tropic
Then make tropical Sprite
I tuck the two ounce bottle
Walk up in the spot sellin’ light
Then Trizz left to do a bid
I gotta send him a kite
A pus*y n*gga set him up, tried to f*ck up his life
And let me tell you bout the day I made a killin’ off smack
My b*tch she used to be a scared but now she baggin’ me cracks
And this for all them hungry nights that we was slangin’ them packs
I hit my lil ni- with some work and they was bringin’ me back

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