Hol Up, Wait Lyrics – JIRI
Singer: JIRI
Title: Hol Up, Wait
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hol up, wait
Doubling the rate
Said i wanna taste, now it’s poppin in my face
Hol up, wait
Gotta make the move, get it jumpin out of state
Said i took a break, now i’m running up the pace
Hol up, wait
Doubling the rate
Said i wanna taste, now it’s poppin in my face
Hol up, wait
Ya ain’t really f#cking with the boy to this day
The card got weight
Yeah b#tch feel the bank
Yeah, 100k i did it (ching)
Cop the cribbo down south
Now i’m nc livin (yessir)
Next year i’ll prolly trade in the car i’m whipping
Always driven
I ain’t settled till i’m out here cuttin ribbons
Bottle for the table, n#gg# that’s a given
Asking if i’m sure? n#gg# i’m offended
I did this all for y’all
Whether or not you wanna ball
I’m always take care
My n#gg#s will never starve
And i mean that!
Feet up and lean back
Lights flash, scene snap
Laying out the goals on the board
Imma seize that, believe that
Uh
Now i’m spazzing, found my passion back when covid hit
Lost that sh#t, then lost myself, i’m just glad i noticed it
Spent the summer walking through the motions, now i’m over it
Cuz cedes got it knocking through the crib like jehovah hits
Hol up, wait
Doubling the rate
Said i wanna taste, now it’s poppin in my face
Hol up, wait
Gotta make the move, get it jumpin out of state
Said i took a break, now i’m running up the pace
Hol up, wait
Doubling the rate
Said i wanna taste, now it’s poppin in my face
Hol up, wait
You ain’t really f#cking with the boy to this day
The card got weight
Yeah b#tch feel the bank
Hol up wait, yeah
Said i’m feeling great, yeah
In the back room and i’m gripping on her waist, yeah
Frontin like i’m stuntin, but i’m really out of place, yeah
Shorty running game, i ain’t tryna make mistakes, yeah
But she was trouble
Came in and i damn near stumbled
I was young, couldn’t peep that hustle
Talk game, n#gg# i need that muzzle
Back and forth, that jedi force
She got me hooked, i’m finna buckle
Feeling me up, i’m feeling myself
She calling me papi, rubbin the stubble
God damn this sh#t cray (cray)
But i cannot stay (stay)
Charging me four hunnid, baby i would never pay (pay)
C’mon let’s be real, i ain’t no fool, i ain’t no prey (prey)
Im here for the stage, thought my n#gg# do the same
But he’s emptying the bank
Hit the atm, gotta be like 3am
This sh#t had my ex mad, had to play pretend
That was back in 17’
La set we hit the scene
I’ll be back there with the team
Once i’m upping all the streams
Hol up, wait
Doubling the rate
Said i wanna taste, now it’s poppin in my face
Hol up, wait
Gotta make the move, get it jumpin out of state
Said i took a break, now i’m running up the pace
Hol up, wait
Doubling the rate
Said i wanna taste, now it’s poppin in my face
Hol up, wait
You ain’t really f#cking with the boy to this day
The card got weight
Yeah b#tch feel the bank
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