Hold Up

Peanut Butter Wolf

featuring Rasco




Verse 1:



Yo check



I capital punish brothers that fronted



Can only write rhymes any time they get blunted



We be at the spot chillin



While you're stealin



Niggas is still walkin Rasco is four wheelin



Only built for speed yes indeed



27 years old with no seed



I'm a raw breed



But still got mouths to feed



So don't be givin me shit I don't need



I make the head hurt



>From the supadupa legwork



Now these brothas be wantin the red shirt



I bring it to the chest when I suppass the rest



Now a different story when I come blast the vest



Teflon spittin and written, I stab kitten



Comin out your face



Sideways, it's forbidden



Better get the guiden



I swopped like Batmidden



Soon as niggas open they mouth I start shittin



Right down they neck, they threw the whole nine



Seen you fools scopin my plans the whole time



Said I couldn't rhyme, that's funny



Women didn't want it but now they yell honey



Bring 'em to the house



Watch 'em come out the blouse



Unzip the pants then watch the snake dance



Assume the stance, cash in advance



I got the full package but watch the right hand




Verse 2:



It's the five-minute drill



But still we stack bills



Take you to the shop to fix them broke wheels



Tell you how it feels to starve with no meals



Bring it to the front to pump with no frills



All extra shit can get the backsplit



Ras be the brother that women relax with



I do a backflip, then pirouette inject



Plus be the nigga that never lost a bet



Television sets ain't big enough to see



And now my career ain't big enough for three