[Intro: Notorious Tae]
Aye, Yuh
“Holiday”

[Verse 1: Notorious Tae]
Aye your girl want me cause she see I’m next up
Young n***a now I’m rich got my checks up
Broke ass n***a yuh flex up
Broke ass n***a man get your checks up

I got cash, I got all the racks on me
Shawty on me, told that bitch to back off me
I got checks up, I done flexed up
Ya that bitch she wanna fuck because I’m next up

[Verse 2: Sauce God Siah]
(Siah Bitch)
I been dripping since a youngin’ got the bag and I’ve been running since
I ain’t had a dollar so I had to star off stunting cent’s
Getting money that’s my motive, paper talks been common sense
One night stands are regular, cause we ain’t cuff no basic bitch

Whats the motive bitch, hating on a youngin’ cause you see him stacking up his chips
You just watching bitch, hoping in the coupe
Yuh you see me start to switch lanes thinking were the same
We are not the same, nah we are not the same

[Verse 3: Kaito James]
Kaito James, we ain’t fucking with them lames
We got the fame in range, gonna buy my mom a range
She all that I got so that keeps me in the game
On my grind Tony Hawk till I get a bigger bank

Fuck with me, ya you know they fuck with me
Getting to the guap ya its a fucking certainty
Cop a Birkin bag for your hoe that shit be Burgundy
And your favourite rapper sending shots but they ain’t hurting me
(Nah they ain’t, nah they ain’t)

[Verse 4: Great Raheem]
Sum of us seen the top and still know where the bottom is
Planting music crops, real ones in my circumferences
Circumstances, Coincidences
They way she dances, I gotta have it

Whats the motive man, what’s the escape plan
Lady friends glowing up in a Mercedes Benz
And they blowing french kisses like they come from France
And I’m sticking to the plan like i’m Griezmann god damn

[Verse 5: Presidris]
You can't fuck with us, I’ve been known for making movies on the regular
Hit the spot, Friday night ya we set it off
And my lifestyle getting crazy gotta calm it down
I gotta calm it down

Young fresh n***a with a check on me
Skinny ass dreads, I gotta stretch on em
Let my dreads hand loose I don’t tie it up
And they didn’t let you in cause you ain’t fly enough

My shorty super spoiled, she got a wish list
She told Santa that she wanted me for Christmas
2 condoms in my pocket, more money bring more problems
Got way too much designer, I like so I cop it

Posted in the cut you can’t hang with us
Fast and Furious I’m in the challenger
2TAKAI, Silent Money we just pop shit
2019 in the bag you can't stop this
(It’s Presidris)