Hold Up

Hello Reese, you would likely need to see the therapist or a psychiatrist
You know, maybe somebody to talk to
Or maybe to fully assess you know, your symptoms

(Ooh) Pop a Percocet, I'm bout to sleep
(Ooh) And I know you hit me, but I'm geeked up
Aye, fuck that blue and purple, I count green hoe
I know that you want me right now but I'm geeked up
Hold up stop
Counting blue hunnits, lil baby yeah I'm bout to pop
If yo man really want beef, I swear to god he gon get shot
And I really hate these people, don't you put me on the spot
I be staying at the crib alone, I don't fuck with no opps
Yeah, with no opps, no thots
I swear to God they hear my music, every time they say it flop
I'm too wavy, I'm too bouncy (Ooh)
Shoutout boy Dooowap (Uh)
Boy I don't miss, I swear to God I won't ever stop woah

(Ooh) Pop a Percocet, I'm bout to sleep
(Ooh) And I know you hit me, but I'm geeked up
Aye, fuck that blue and purple, I count green hoe
I know that you want me right now but I'm geeked up



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Writer(s): Reese Gartman
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