Chorus Hold up Hold up I might throw up yeah throw up yeah I've been tapping from the back Want that money want that stack Blue mark like Avatar Oh she on that snack bar Smoke niggas like a cigar Good rap, so young that's bizarre Take her out to see Mars She fucking with them stars Verse1 Party party party that's blast Mess her up to the max Fuck with first don't do last Nigga known for his past Always me don't do mask Fake nigga unmask D G give me task Fuck nigga whats your rank Hate me, here's my tank Wanted money every day swear to God ran to bank I'm gonna get that roadster i8 Fake nigga posted up come and fight me I've been distant to my mate Using me I ain't bate