Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up
Smoke one with me
Hold up, hold, up, hold up, hold up
Smoke one with me
Blowin’ to bout the OZ
Hoppin’ bout in the O3
Jelly OG and they tell me
Stick the pipers lil homies
Get your paper lil homie
You fucker hater lil homie
Getting’ cheap dreams and they sold me
They won’t turn me
Beg me to the homie
Like (hold up, hold up, hold up)
I’m livin’ good and it’s my choice
Get her wet with my voice
Now black girls like white boys
Jucy dracker, call me later
See the sniz, what the fuck is this?
Wanna trust my list and get run the hips
Fly dive, we run the shit
