Hold Up Ugly God (Ft. Takeoff)

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[Intro]
Red Drum on the beat
Thanks Ugly God

[Chorus: Ugly God]
I'm gonna count this guap-guap when I show up (Guap-guap)
She gon' give top-top 'til she throw up, I'ma
Pull up in a drop top, Fruit Roll-Up (Okay)
Don't call my phone get blocked-blocked, bitch, hold up
Hold up, wait, hold up (Wassup, wassup)
The bih' blew up my phone, I told the bitch, wait, hold up
Hold up, wait, hold up (Wassup, wassup)
The bih' blew up my phone, I told the bitch, wait, hold up

[Verse 1: Ugly God]
Big bag (Ooh), big green Peter Pan, ayy
Diamond chain (Uh-huh), left wrist 20 bands, hey
Bougie bitch (Wassup), clean nigga, dirty hands, wait
One mansion (Ooh), plenty bitches, bring a friend, ayy
And all these niggas mad wack
Runnin' with the sauce, bitch, give me my swag back (Bitch, give me my swag back)
When I up this pole, guarantee they back, back (Brr)
I'm a big dog, nigga, you a lab rat
And every time I touch that money I get flashbacks (I get, ooh)
But I just throw it at my bank and tell 'em add that (They add that)
I call your baby mama up, she gave me mad cat (Brr)
My chain piss yellow but my whip is matte black