Lyrics Marshallrapper – Hollup

Hollup Lyrics – Marshallrapper

Singer: Marshallrapper
Title: Hollup

Gosha
Hold up b#tch, you get hit with the f#ckin’ 30 clip
Extended drum in my gun, you know it’s a tommy gun
Let it spray to your face, now you’re in the f#ckin’ grave

Run up with that deuce five and we put it to your momma brain
That’s your b#tch ain’t no way, we finna f#ck her anyway
Hold up gang, he a snitch, snag his b#tch
Givin’ me that sloppy toppy

Run up on me, then I’m gonna have to catch a body, body
You’s a b#tch we’ve been known that
Pull up with that AR-15 and it got kickback
Got kickback, run it back like we damn killed this track

Countin’ green, keep the hoes the f#ck away from me
Cause I might just f#ck that treesh
Lil hoe say that she in love with me
I think not, I think that she in love with just sippin’ lean, pure codeine

Practice what I preach, you can nеver be like mе
You’s a phony, I’m a f#ckin’ king
AP on my wrist, should it dance like that?
Should’ve brought your strap, trust no one

Made it out the trap, hold up now we back
b#tch, yeah
Made it now we back, yeah
Big drums, big clips, big straps, you could die now

p#ss# boy be sendin’ all these disses
Better pipe down ‘fore we spin ’round
Boutta shoot the whole f#ckin’ block down, put the top down
Pullin’ out this choppa, bet it’s man down

You’s a damn clown for f#ckin’ with the gang
Should know it’s smoke, yeah we been ’bout
Fishin’ for these oppas like a sailor, you’s a damn trout
p#ss# boy talkin’ that sh#t, but you gettin’ ’em hit

DBG too legit, yeah
p#ss# boy dome will get split, b#tch we makin’ ’em sit
Run a train on this b#tch, yeah
Best believe shots will not miss

‘Cause the other side pissed, cause we smokin’ his b#tch, yeah, yeah
Cause we smokin’ his b#tch
Bought a new Glock, put some ammo in it
Boutta go ride, clock is lookin’ like six

Sellin’ that load, we be movin’ them bricks
We ain’t with the treats, we ain’t with the tricks
No new friends, bros be leachin’ like ticks
Man why is he talkin’, he look like a b#tch [Yeah

Man f#ck it, we clock out
At night with our Glocks out [Yeah
Opps be some b#tches, what, yeah
Like some girl scouts

It’s a shootout, shoot his mans down
Never be takin’ no handouts
He wanna fight, p#ss# boy you get knocked out
b#tch, I’m done shoppin’, meet me at the checkout

Can’t sign no deals, no, I’m not a sellout
Gosha
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