Hol Up (Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde)

5 star 12 Gaage Hold up, you hating on me My flow turned up 360 degrees Don't choke on my name when you mentioning me That's bad luck, you thought that we wasn't for real Hold up, let me roll up I need more blunts and I give you these bars, nigga Like white drunks tryna make a cool mill I hustle for real, cell foams on eBay I double my sales Okay, wait up, hold up, I gots to roll up That's Mr. Black, Mr. No Flack, Mr. No Luck, Mr. Audi A6 Snowy day doing donuts, I'm like no nigga I don't know niggas, they don't know us Prada low cut, stomping through like we monsters Smelling robust, I got that loud and obnoxious On deck, got the water in the compass I got it by the P, they say I'm being pompous Word to the Most high watch your coupe blow by Allerton made me, nigga, tell you no lie UFO ambassador, I'm taking your life You used to be the shit, nigga, AI I'm not from this world, look, three eyes Yellow, green, the black is you, alright Screw face, nigga, on the end, smoke and La Rude boy, test my flow, he gon' die Hey now, wait now, y'all gots to lay down Get too bold and you'll hit the road, not the greyhound Bad luck, the wave now, pure soul, the page now Tissue, shitting on these niggas, what's the issue These women look official, I tell them fucking scribble gang No chicken scratch, straight balling, no dribbling Putting out that shit that make them come back And go nuts when we pull up, I tell them, hold up Hold up, girls, I'm not like them other guys Two rubbers on groupie love, let it fly Head's the best when you're up in the sky Levitate my balls, you know that I'm high F*ck what your girls say, drink cause you thirsty Don't leave a drop, I'm screaming, it's my birthday Mayday, mayday, I'm running out of ammo Shooting a flair, what up, Brizo You hate the new flow, saying you knew me You hate the new hoes, H-O-L-U-P Cool Breeze, smoke the OG, Kush by the bush You O.D., wash the flush, just H-O-L-U-P You thought you knew me, didn't ya You saw the 12 Gaage you saw the Dillinger Now you think it's a.. But hold up, nobody's killing ya Putting hot still to ya You niggas ain't live and in stereo