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hol' up - j_c0b_raps lyrics

[intro]
look, i don’t care what you say, this is how i’ma start of the album
you can get mad, say yo’ sh*t on twitter, but i don’t care!
f*ck off, b*tch, this my sh*t, you will never amount to this!
sayonara

[chorus]
look, y’all can scream out, “hol’ up!”
but i know d*mn well that you won’t show up
and we blowin’ up this place, b*tch, we gon’ blow up
and we ain’t f*ckin’ homies, we foes, bruh
yeah, we foes, bruh
you ain’t better, no need for the hoes, bruh
no need for them hoes, we ain’t bros, but foes, and if it comes blows, you should already know, no need to scream out, “hol’ up!”

[verse 1]
look, y’all just f*ckin’ trash, i’ll get on yo’ ass
and i’ll run up on you, but won’t take yo’ cash
just take yo’ life, look in yo’ eyes, i’m cold blooded
and you ain’t sh*t, nah, this foe’s nothin’
and you ain’t need that b*tch, that hoe’s nothin’
and i’ll f*ckin’ show somethin’
you say you’re better, nah, b*tch, that foe’s bluffin’
you’re messin’ wit’ ev’rybody, but ain’t got no bodies
we go body for body, but after he’s gone, they gon’ send somebody
i’ll squabble anybody, i’ll squabble ev’rybody
you just caught in lies, you’ll get cauterized
and lemme see what you buy
fake chains, fake grill, fake everythin’
and this is how you think that you’ll win?
nah, bro, this ain’t it, and yo’ music’s sh*t
and you’re just a lil’ b*tch, who’ll just get put in a ditch
so, boy, just sit back and watch me get rich
and i know d*mn well that you’re a f*ckin’ snitch
[chorus]
look, y’all can scream out, “hol’ up!”
but i know d*mn well that you won’t show up
and we blowin’ up this place, b*tch, we gon’ blow up
and we ain’t f*ckin’ homies, we foes, bruh
yeah, we foes, bruh
you ain’t better, no need for the hoes, bruh
no need for them hoes, we ain’t bros, but foes, and if it comes blows, you should already know, no need to scream out, “hol’ up!”

[verse 2]
so, you really want to try me?
you wanna battle me, but b*tch, you ain’t hyphy
so, if you wanna diss me, just know, you will be dying
but not by a gun or any weapon, by a verse
lil’ b*tch, you’ll get put in a he*rs*
and just know, my words’ll hurt
you thinkin’ you better, but b*tch, you’re just a curse
on this earth, come on, spit your verse
what i thought, you ain’t better than me
you’re just lesser than me
and lil’ b*tch, you’ll be deader than me
and yo’ career is what i’m severin’
and lil’ b*tch, this is my reckonin’
i reckon that you’re a b*tch boy
and that you’re a b*tch’s toy
and you a crybaby b*tch who gets no hoes
and all you’ve ever stacked up is your foes
not deader, you just have a lot of ’em, b*tch
f*ckin’ try me, and you’ll get put in a ditch
i’ma just get up my money
while you try to get up your funny
comedy ain’t everythin’, put the mic down and leave me ‘lone
[chorus]
look, y’all can scream out, “hol’ up!”
but i know d*mn well that you won’t show up
and we blowin’ up this place, b*tch, we gon’ blow up
and we ain’t f*ckin’ homies, we foes, bruh
yeah, we foes, bruh
you ain’t better, no need for the hoes, bruh
no need for them hoes, we ain’t bros, but foes, and if it comes blows, you should already know, no need to scream out, “hol’ up!”

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