Hol' Up
"Hol' up, Spiffy on this Motherfu...!"
Hol' up man
Let's go!

Wake up and get a bankroll (get a bankroll)
Nigga can't be worried about these hoes (Worried bout these hoes)
I was down bad in the hole (down in the hole)
Came up off trapping and work with that pole (Working that pole)
I ain't had nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
Hood nigga stole from the store (from the store)
Get it off and go get me some more (some more)
Shoes were too small I ain't even have soles
Yuh, stick and a drum but this ain't no instrument
They eat it up, I taste like some peppermint
Got all these racks, but I ain't used to have shit
HoodRich nigga, they know I ain't average
40 pointers on me, that was my average
Riding 'round, I'm ready to put them in a casket
He want a bag, I don't sell elastic
I can't see these niggas, I need some glasses

I just poured up a four, it's fantastic
I've been in the park, Jurassic
Sensei in the trap, I'm teaching them classes
Ain't no sense in you having that shit, ain't gon' blast it
Tricked 'em with a brick, I massed it
Numbers go up in the spring, March Madness
Trap with no plug and we call that a scramble
I'm special with the .38, no hammer
Put the hood on when I made it off Candler
They locked up my shooter, he sprayed them on camera
When I come to the trap, they treat me like Santa
Giving out deals like Atlantic
Throw me in the ocean, survive the Titanic
Thanksgiving turkey, better help me saran it
12 get behind you, you better not panic
Birds in the air, catch as soon as it landed
Designer, I look like I'm scamming
Put the Forgis on the Porsche, panoramic
Big CMO, you done served me the Grammys
I knew Lil K since he been in the pampers
I know [?], that nigga can't help him
I slept on the floor with Scott and Stella
I trap with the instrument, can't go acapella
Wake up and get it my everyday schedule

Wake up and get a bankroll (get a bankroll)
Nigga can't be worried about these hoes (Worried bout these hoes)
I was down bad in the hole (down in the hole)
Came up off trapping and work with that pole (Working that pole)
I ain't had nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
Hood nigga stole from the store (from the store)
Get it off and go get me some more (some more)
Shoes were too small I ain't even have soles
Yuh, stick and a drum but this ain't no instrument
They eat it up, I taste like some peppermint
Got all these racks, but I ain't used to have shit
HoodRich nigga, they know I ain't average
40 pointers on me, that was my average
Riding 'round, I'm ready to put them in a casket
He want a bag, I don't sell elastic
I can't see these niggas, I need some glasses