HOLD UP - Giggs, French Montana

Top shotta

Hah

Got the paper on my mind (Hold up)

Take that bad bitch with you (Hold up)

Got a crib on the yacht (Hold up)

Turn the bag into two

Hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up

Hold up

Turn the bag into two

Bodegas with ahkis, talkin' G pack salamis

I’m talkin' hammers with bodies

Been wavy, tsunami (Tsunami)

Had to starve and wait, not reincarnated

Young LeBron to be the first down, young Tom Brady

Missile, ref brought your own whistle

Referees and DACA visas for the refugees

And if you talkin' white, go and grab your skis (Skis)

If you ain’t talk about no paper, you speakin' Lebanese

Glad we made it from the gladiator school

When they pull me over, confiscate the tool, you stoppin' who?

I turn your brain to ramen noodle, copy?

Cool

Cuckoo puffs, got buku bucks for that voodoo opp

Been player, brick layer

A Lam' parker, K sprayer

Miracle whip sandwich, you niggas gon' get embarrassed

Had the paramedics scramble like Randall with your body

Young Illuminati

Man, I can rap and shoot (Hah?)

Jumped off the plane, saw the money, no parachute (Hah?)

Niggas that you can’t recruit

Fresh off the stoop

Wanna fuck with me go and grab your group

You’d rather hoop than grab the K and shoot

Talkin' guns, we got bazookas

Can’t roofie ruthless niggas

On the top of roof with the scope

All we had was hope, rather that

Go and grab a rope around your neck and kick the chair

Hold up, hold up

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Hold up

Turn the bag into two

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Hold up

Turn the bag into two

Yeah, shit is lit

Straight up, this is it (Yeah, yeah)

Snap snap, fisher pit (Fisher)

Man are dumb, thick as shit (Haha)

Hold up, hold up (Hold up)

Big man and grown-ups (Yeah)

Weed I roll up (Roll up)

Talk greazy, phone her

Yeah, 'bout the ketchup

Count the cash up, nigga, count the cash up

Hollowman, he might just order lobster (Yeah, yeah)

When on the clock, he might just light the snapper (Umm)

Plenty hollered, jets, sterling, dollars

Yeah, nowadays when niggas mention Giggs (Ah)

Most the time they talkin' 'bout the rapper (Jheeze)

All about that money business

Watch these niggas stunt until they money’s finished

Now they wanna run it on some funny business (Swish, swish)

Lemons, ammi, soon, billions, Grammy’s

Ask them old school niggas 'bout him, yeah

Mention Giggs, they’ll tell you 'bout the trapper (Trapper)

Tell 'em run it (Run it)

Tell 'em bring it and they brung it (Brung it)

If it’s fire then I bun it (Bun it)

Now you went and gone and done it (Yeah)

Bringin' sonic

Man drink 'Yac, ain’t fuckin' with no gin and tonic (Nah)

Man get table tennis when I ping and pong it (Pong it, pong it)

Ain’t no sing and songin' when I bring the wallet (Wallet, wallet)

Every time I drop new shit I bring the sonics (Sonics, sonics)

Any time I swing this shit I swing it soid (Yeah, yeah)

Man just hit up Dublin to bring the chronic

Bitch about to wax it up and bring the pilot

Hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up

Hold up

Turn the bag into two

Hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up

Hold up

Turn the bag into two

Got the paper on my mind (Hold up)

Take that bad bitch with you (Hold up)

Got a crib on the yacht (Hold up)

Turn the bag into two

Hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up

Hold up

Turn the bag into two