[Intro: FBG Duck]
Heh
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
I'm off a four, got me slowed up
Bend a bitch over like yoga
Turn up
Hahaha
He tried to creep through the hood
We caught him creepin' through the hood
Baow, fuck he thought he was doin'?

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Ayy, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
I'm off a four, got me slowed up (Slowed up)
Tryna bend a bitch over like yoga (Like yoga?)
But she cannot spend the night over (Hell no, no, no)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up)
He tried to creep through the hood (He tried to creep?)
We caught him creepin' through the hood
Baow, fuck he thought he was doin'? (I don't even fuckin' know)
Ayy, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
I'm off a four, got me slowed up
(FBG shit)
Tryna bend a bitch over like yoga (Like yoga)
But shе cannot spend the night over (Hеll no, no, no)
(FBG, bitch)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
He tried to creep through the hood (He tried to creep)
(Gang)
We caught him creepin' through the hood
(Gang)
Baow, fuck he thought he was doin'? (I don't even—)
(Turn up)
Ayy
[Verse 1: FBG Duck]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
I dumped that bitch, I don't want her back (I don't want her back)
She callin' me, I don't call her back (I don't call her back)
I'm tryna give someone their daughter back (Seriously)
I smoke out the ounce, you smoke quarter sacks (Dope)
I keep that bitch on me, I never lack (Baow)
12 pull me over while I was strapped, woo
I threw that shit like a quarterback (Goddamn, goddamn)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
I'm off the shit, never sober (No)
Your bitch a thot and I know it, ayy
She gave me head on the sofa, ayy (Goofy)
Blood got me leanin' over, ayy (Leanin')
Run up on me, your life over, ayy (Baow)
Best believe when it's seven up
Boy, you gon' get popped like a soda, woo (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy)
Broski just bought a new thirty (Brrt)
He tryna do n***as dirty (Brrt)
Tryna creep, better hurry (Hurry)
Pussy n***a, we ain't worried (Never)
What makes you think that we worried? (No)
Run up on me and get buried (Baow)
My shooters on point like they Irving (Ayy)
Money
[Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Cash]
Ayy, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
I'm off a four, got me slowed up (Slowed up)
Tryna bend a bitch over like yoga (Like yoga?)
But she cannot spend the night over (Hell no, no, no)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up)
He tried to creep through the hood (He tried to creep?)
We caught him creepin' through the hood
Baow, fuck he thought he was doin'? (I don't even fuckin' know)
Ayy, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
I'm off a four, got me slowed up (Skrrt)
Tryna bend a bitch over like yoga (Yoom)
But she cannot spend the night over (Let's get it)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
He tried to creep through the hood (Ayy)
We caught him creepin' through the hood (Let's get it)
Baow, fuck he thought he was doin'? (I don't even—)
Ayy

[Verse 2: FBG Cash]
Back out the county, you know where to find me
My n***as is grimy, St. Lawrence behind me (St. Lawrence)
I just popped a Xanny, I know they can't stand me (Yeah)
So many blunts in me, hold up, let me finish
Wake up with this thirty, I sleep with the nick' (Bah)
Beam on the MAC, guarantee it's a hit (Brrt)
He tryna creep, but we spotted him
Bro put that Glock to him, let off them shots, and they missed
Ayy, ayy, ayy
My n***as started this (Gang)
We still got them bumpers, run up and I'm dumpin' (Boom)
It's nothin' to Popovich, not with that talkin' shit (Boom-boom, boom-boom)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You know where this money
Run up like you robbin', get smoked with this, joker
I bet you ain't comin' back, he where J Money at
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy)
I swear on my soul, these n***as be pussy (Therms)
Think I ain't no killer, come 'head and push me
I'm ballin' on n***as, can't fuck with these rookies (KD)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Gang)
I swear on my soul, these n***as be tellin' (They therms)
I know you know I caught another case
So if I see the Jakes, I gotta bail it
Gang
[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Ayy, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
I'm off a four, got me slowed up (Slowed up)
Tryna bend a bitch over like yoga (Like yoga?)
But she cannot spend the night over (Hell no, no, no)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up)
He tried to creep through the hood (He tried to creep?)
We caught him creepin' through the hood
Baow, fuck he thought he was doin'? (I don't even fuckin' know)
Ayy, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
I'm off a four, got me slowed up
Tryna bend a bitch over like yoga (Like yoga)
But she cannot spend the night over (Hell no, no, no)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
He tried to creep through the hood (He tried to creep)
We caught him creepin' through the hood
Baow, fuck he thought he was doin'? (I don't even—)
Ayy