Hold Up!

(Bitch, sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower) (I know your hoe, she know us, she actin' up, I told her) (Bitch, sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower) (I told her, "Drop it lower," baby, come drop it lower) Everyday we posted up, don't give a fuck 'bout what you say Youngest millionaires in town, these bitches don't how to act Runnin' up to the club, yeah, we're getting fucking laid Off Bacardi and some coke, told this bitch to suck my dick Bitch, sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower I know your hoe, she know us, she actin' up, I told her Bitch, sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower I told her, "Drop it lower," baby, come drop it lower I'm out with those bitches, see me popping so much Xans See me everywhere you met us, welcome, still gon' let you hit, uh You can't have my number, nah, you can't have the photo You can't have my heart, nah bitch, you can't have the photo You can't have a picture, you can't have a photo Chillin' with your bitch, yeah, I had to let you know You can't have a picture, you can't have a photo Chillin' with your bitch, yeah, I had to let you know This bitch acting crazy, had to tell her, "Tell me why, why?" I already told her, "I'm sorry," a hundred times, times Pull up to the party, your friends will tell lies, lies Don't act like you know me, you don't know shit about my life, life Bitch, sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower I know your hoe, she know us, she actin' up, I told her Bitch, sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower I told her, "Drop it lower," baby, come drop it lower Baby, come drop it lower Baby, come drop it lower Baby, come drop it lower Baby, come drop it lower