Hold up
I take your girl
You got good taste
Load up
I walk around with a bank
Ok
Baby how much can you take
No brakes
Movin fast like a race

Hold up
I take your girl
You got good taste
Load up
I walk around with a bank
Ok
Baby how much can you take
No brakes
Movin fast like a race


[Verse]

Money jump (what)
Diamond hit (yah)
Ain’t enough
I can’t quit
I can’t stop
I can’t lose
I won’t flop
I refuse
I reload
And I shoot
With the .9’s
And the 2’s
223 shoot at you
And your crew
Now you’re blue
Ain’t it true
Lie my money
Like my loot
I might tote
I might toot
Diamond vvs expensive
Dancing right up on my tooth
That girl know that I can’t lose
I might have to cut her loose
Me and that girl called a truce