Twiztid, Young Wicked - Hold Up lyrics

A lot of people hatin' cuz I’m
Out here on my steezo
Temperature is One Thousand Nine Hundred
Forty Three,  yo!
Bitch, we got that shit that get you
Twiztid like a pre roll
Come around me actin like a bitch
And you get deeboed
Hold up,  hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, nah man fuck that shit
Y'all can't match my motha fuckin hustle
Y'all can't touch that shit like
Hold up, hold up act like yeee know
I'ma keep it pushing till the wheels
Fall off the vehicle like

Hold up, watch me blow up
Still I rise up like my
Dough does, that’s fa sho, nuff
Fuck that hoe stuff
Y’all be on that never grow up
I be on that never slow up
Never die like how the crow does
It don’t matter what you throw
Us, we go harder, y’all don’t know us
C'mon step up to the plate
Them Majik Ninjas comatose ya
And turn your body to a ghost of
Who you was before you showed up
Talking shit to this professionals you
Know you can’t control us
We been beasting on these beats since
You was sleeping on the sofa
At yo granny house all that goofy shit that
Ain't what family bout
Killer hustle OG on my body
Fuck a hand me down
Every time I drop a track
The ladies dropping pants down
Wake up spit them nanny’s out, we
Been the shit they jamming out, let's go

A lot of people hatin' cuz I’m
Out here on my steezo
Temperature is One Thousand Nine
Hundred Forty Three, yo!
Bitch, we got that shit that get
You Twiztid like a pre roll
Come around me actin like a
Bitch and you get deeboed
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, nah man fuck that shit
Y'all can't match my motha fuckin hustle
Y'all can't touch that shit like
Hold up, hold up act like yeee know
I'ma keep it pushing till the wheels
Fall off the vehicle like

Some of y'all need to switch to poultry
Cause your beef tucked like upholstery
We the legends y'all listen closely
Grown men feeling hurt, mostly
Glass lowered never wanna toast me
Fire pit ready, mutha fuckas wanna roast me
I'm a ghost see? So fuck who you are or you
Think I'm supposed to be
I'ma star I'ma shine on 'em
I'm a sunshine with a full smile
Like I'm juvenile
Raised eyebrow like wise owl
You's a cum rag, like a dick towel
I'ma fucked mind with a sick smile
You's a simple mind, like an infantile
You the same ol', I'ma flippa style
I'ma burn em slow, like a black and mild
Tell bitches I'm on it
Like a hammer I smash my opponent
Keep it sweet all around like a doughnut
And they ignorant kids and
They fuckin with grownups
Like a tailor the industry sewn up
At ya door like hold up (hold up)
The east side up in this bitch
They done showed up
Yelling planters then we ape up and go nuts

A lot of people hatin' cuz I’m
Out here on my steezo
Temperature is One Thousand Nine
Hundred Forty Three, yo!
Bitch, we got that shit that get
You Twiztid like a pre roll
Come around me actin like a
Bitch and you get deeboed
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, nah man fuck that shit
Y'all can't match my motha fuckin hustle
Y'all can't touch that shit like
Hold up, hold up act like yeee know
I'ma keep it pushing till the wheels
Fall off the vehicle like

How can I say what I need you to know
So I know that you know it for certain
All that hate that you're blurting
We never gave it a fuck like a virgin
I could go in like a surgeon and cut you
To pieces with every word that I’m serving
Career is deceased and I’m pullin the curtain
Here go the sermon: blah
Blah blah, cremate em, burn 'em
I was livin in the dark with the hearts
Of the fell aparts right from start
Middle finger to the opp, it’ll never stop
I don’t give a fuck if anybody wanted
Me to bring it up or not fuck what you got
Put that on pac i'ma be here when you rot
Don’t interfere like a cop and
Just let us be us
When we come an we bless up the spot
Hold up a lotta people gotta lot to say
About a lot of things almost everyday
So much attention and missin direction
Directed at someone you say that you hate
Shit is so fake an it’s funny
How we get the hate from
Somebody who ain’t got a clue
As to what it would take
And just thanking about it
Is making me get to a place where it’s when
You shoulda knew that the glue that would
Hold us together was stronger than ever
Then you start to change like the weather
And not for the better
You're missing two letters
It ain’t about you
We are the family, sadly you
Are no longer a part, straight from my heart
Who gives a fuck where it start
Time to bring it to light in the dark

A lot of people hatin' cuz I’m
Out here on my steezo
Temperature is One Thousand Nine
Hundred Forty Three, yo!
Bitch, we got that shit that get
You Twiztid like a pre roll
Come around me actin like a
Bitch and you get deeboed
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, nah man fuck that shit
Y'all can't match my motha fuckin hustle
Y'all can't touch that shit like
Hold up, hold up act like yeee know
I'ma keep it pushing till the wheels
Fall off the vehicle like

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Bitch, we got that shit that get
You Twiztid like a pre roll