[Chorus]
Hol' up
When I smile you can thank uncle Johnny Dang (man fuck Andrew)
And I trapped all my life 'til the money came
Told 'em posted at night, in the sun and rain
Smoking dope yeah I'm high, think my lungs could cave
Or painkillers or codeine I'm on a wave
Walk inside this trap unannounced, boy you brave
All this money's for spendin', it's not that safe
But fuck all that talking, what's in your safe?
Like [?] are the cleaners, the money get laundered
The crack rock goes in your face
It's under your nose
I don't get еxposed
I dish out the lines on dinnеr plates
The coke for the hoes, lean for the bros
Jealous n***as got women traits
Pulling 44's, flipping lambo doors
You can see the hate inside a n***a face

[Verse 1]
630 dollar soda
Scale jumping gotta fill my quota
I don't measure n***a, I just pour it
They left the bathroom with some stuffy noses
Don't you play with my strap 'cuz that shit is loaded
In a sea of them bitches, a n***a Moses
If police wanna search me, I ain't going
Build a case with my face and [?]
Turn that bitch up, we smoking that power pack
Whip the top off that bitch like a shower cap
Put a hole in you, look at the size of that
See the sky through that, you a [?]
You too thirsty for likes and a follow back
She email me pictures, we not attached
I know slimes, rattlesnakes and the diamondbacks
And I know where the birds be flying at
Anything can go down anytime of day
'Cuz the oppas can strike like a copper head
Sippin' more lean than my fucking doctor said
He said you shouldn't sip if it's not for bed
[?] can't marry to dollars bitch
Let the pitbulls [?]
My daddy got locked up in solitary
He said all he thought about was me
[Chorus]
Hol' up
Hol' up
When I smile you can thank uncle Johnny Dang
And I trapped all my life 'til the money came
Told 'em posted at night, in the sun and rain
Smoking dope yeah I'm high, think my lungs could cave
Or painkillers or codeine I'm on a wave
Walk inside this trap unannounced, boy you brave
All this money's for spendin', it's not that safe
But fuck all that talking, what's in your safe?
Like [?] are the cleaners, the money get laundered
The crack rock goes in your face
It's under your nose
I don't get exposed
I dish out the lines on dinner plates
The coke for the hoes, lean for the bros
Jealous n***as got women traits
Pulling 44's, flipping lambo doors
You can see the hate inside a n***a face