[Intro]

Hold up, wait

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait

Hold up, wait

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait

Hold up, wait

[Hook]

You running your mouth, I’m like hold up, wait

I run in your house, she like hold up, wait

No time for no talking, no hold up, wait

I already know what you’re gonna say

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait

You running your mouth, I’m like hold up, wait

I run in your house, she like hold up, wait

No time for no talking, no hold up, wait

I already know what you’re gonna say

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait

[Verse 1]

He acting goofy, make him talk to nina

Nigga howdy doody, nigga nice to meet ya

Yes I am a shooter, bake you like a pizza

Bullets hot and ready like a Little Caesar’s

Sliding out the pussy, smoke a pound of reefer

I’m a reefer chiefer, call me Wiz Khalifa

I been trapping heavy, hit me on my beeper

Gotta get this money so I can feed my people

Got this money growing like chinchilla chias

Screaming hallelujah but I’m not a preacher

Niggas hear my music now they want a feature

This is how we do it, nigga shout to Keisha

Nigga I’m a savage and my bitch a diva

Call the paramedics way I beat the beat up

You see Raf Adidas cause I got my feet up

I’m a pretty nigga with designer sneakers

Reefer super loud, you niggas gotta speak up

And I’m still here fuckin’ on my student teacher

Money, pussy, I don’t fight for neither

She don’t trust me, I don’t trust me either

Fuck police, man I don’t even need ‘em

I’ma solve my problem with my desert eagle

Solve my problems later, need to take a breather

Then I pick back up of where I left off

Gun go da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

That’s a couple shots I had to let off

Slap another clip in the Beretta

All this smoke that’s coming from the meta

Leave your body laying on a stretcher

Cause I had to blow your fucking head off

Kill by any means and any measure

Know that Guapo got the fucking pressure

Jewelry looking like some fucking treasure

I can read you niggas like a letter

Got the sexy bitch, the kind that’s better

She say money make her pussy wetter

Got like seven rap books on my dresser

And this beat retarded like it’s special

She like every verse, I’m getting better

[Hook]

You running your mouth, I’m like hold up, wait

I run in your house, she like hold up, wait

No time for no talking, no hold up, wait

I already know what you’re gonna say

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait

You running your mouth, I’m like hold up, wait

I run in your house, she like hold up, wait

No time for no talking, no hold up, wait

I already know what you’re gonna say

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait