Letra da Música Hold On de Tropico

Stacks, ayy, stop playin' with 'em, huh)
Locky
Yeah (Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on)

Hol' on, wait, you need to check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys, yeah
Hol' on, wait, you need to check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys, yeah

Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, wait
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, wait (Hol' on)
They all on my body, I'm hot (Woah)
I was posted on the blocks, yeah (Woah)
I got shawties givin' top
The gang out here with a mop, yeah (Woah)
We outside and we not scared, we don't fear men
Got a Boa and a Chevy and we pullin' in (Oh)
I'm shootin' shit just like Curry, there's no missin'
I'm feelin' richer than ever and that was the mission (Gang, gang)

Hol' on, wait (Wait) , you need to check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys, yeah
Hol' on, wait, you need to check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys, yeah

Look, huh, hol' on, wait, I made like thirty just last night, huh
Try to copy the wave but they know what happen the last time
Hol' on, wait, huh, step on the foreign, no fees, huh
Hunnid K all on my jeans, huh
Now I'm the one, they want me, huh
Huh, look, huh, she wanna fuck in the mansion
Huh, look, huh, huh, trap a nigga, ain't no pension
Huh, huh, huh, huh, Glock. 40, keep your distance
Huh, look, huh, huh, 'cause the shooters with me never hesitant

Hol' on, wait, you need to check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys, yeah
Hol' on, wait, you need to check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys, yeah