Hold Up Hold Up Hold Up Young Dolph

[Intro]
(Ayy, yo, BandPlay)
Uh
Uh
Uh
(Let the band play), uh

[Chorus]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
We was down for so long, didn't have no choice but to go up (Go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up (Pour up)
Spendin' racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (Woo)
Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (Yeah)
Street nigga, bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (Yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (It's Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty 'bows, told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (It's Dolph)

[Verse 1]
Uncle Vic told me stay down with this shit 'til it blow up (I got you)
Smokin' on some shit you not, got Wock-Wock in my soda (Dirty)
Used to sign for the packs, now I sign t-shirts and posters (It's Dolph)
Drop five hundred racks to drop the top on that new roadster (Woo, uh)
Balenciaga the drip (It's Dolph)
First class, Dubai, take a trip (It's Dolph)
Spend a little bit, stack all the chips (Stack it up)
I walk in Margiela and go crazy (Woo)
Can't get money with me, you too lazy (Uh-uh)
One thing I ain't never did was never ever ever let a bitch play me (Hell nah, sorry)
I put it down in the city, now I'm up, nigga (Hey, hey)
I used to eat a hundred P's just for lunch, nigga (Woo)
I got fuck niggas recruitin' other fuck niggas
Hustle hard, ain't no such thing as luck, nigga