Hold up
Floco Torres Lyrics


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I pull up like I had my pants sagging
Trailer hitch drag a band wagon
Last year you were chin wagging
This year it's all hand clapping
That's cool just
Make sure you pay your tithes cause
You're in the presence of a God
Ooohh I remember you was taking shots
But I bet I couldn't pick you outta lineup
All of you look alike
She gave me the thumbs up
I could publish a book of likes
With all of your problems
All of your comments
And all of the gossip
But none of it puts money back in the pockets of people who need it
N***** aint real they reaching
This is that hoodie and Timberland season

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They may never understand this
I might have to underhand this
One day you'll get that we all broke
When you see what a grand is
Yea I still want a Grammy
So don't ask where the band is
Took the players we was handed
Became the back to back champions
I do not need your opinion
Save it for the internet
My prime is my bartender
I still haven't hit it yet
I'm always gon be a threat
I take comfort in knowing that
I'mma be tight in the end
I'm Witten and Novacheck






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Overall Meaning

In "Hold Up" by Floco Torres, the lyrics reflect a sense of confidence and self-assuredness. The opening lines, "I pull up like I had my pants sagging/ Trailer hitch drag a band wagon," portray the artist as someone who is unapologetic and distinct, not conforming to societal norms. It suggests that he is comfortable with standing out and being different.


The mention of "last year you were chin wagging/ This year it's all hand clapping" highlights the fickle nature of people's opinions. It implies that the same individuals who criticized the artist before are now showing support and admiration. The line "Make sure you pay your tithes cause/ You're in the presence of a God" can be interpreted as the artist's belief in his own greatness and importance.


The following lines, "She gave me the thumbs up/ I could publish a book of likes/ With all of your problems/ All of your comments/ And all of the gossip" suggest that the artist is unfazed by the negativity or criticism he receives. He acknowledges the superficiality of social media and the triviality of others' opinions. He also alludes to the idea that while people are busy gossiping or commenting on his life, they are not using their time or resources to make a difference in the lives of those who truly need it.


Moving on, the lyrics continue with a reflection on the artist's aspirations and ambitions. He expresses a desire for a Grammy and states, "So don't ask where the band is," implying that he is focused on achieving success and recognition. The line, "Took the players we was handed/ Became the back to back champions," illustrates the artist's determination to rise above challenges and make the most of the opportunities that come his way.


The lyrics also portray a sense of self-assuredness, with the artist asserting, "I do not need your opinion/ Save it for the internet." He suggests that he has confidence in his own abilities and does not seek validation from others. The reference to the bartender as the artist's prime implies that he relies on himself and his own judgments as he navigates through life. The line, "I'mma be tight in the end/ I'm Witten and Novacheck," can be interpreted as a metaphor for consistency and reliability, comparing himself to successful athletes who have proven themselves over time.


Overall, "Hold Up" reflects Floco Torres' confidence and his ability to rise above criticism and negativity. The lyrics suggest that he is focused on his own goals and does not let the opinions of others derail him from achieving success.


Line by Line Meaning

I pull up like I had my pants sagging
I arrive with confidence and swagger


Trailer hitch drag a band wagon
I gather a following through my authentic style


Last year you were chin wagging
In the past, you were gossiping and talking nonsense


This year it's all hand clapping
Now everyone is applauding and showing support


That's cool just
Although that's nice and all


Make sure you pay your tithes cause
Ensure you contribute your fair share


You're in the presence of a God
You are in the presence of greatness


Ooohh I remember you was taking shots
I recall when you were criticizing me


But I bet I couldn't pick you outta lineup
However, I couldn't even recognize you


All of you look alike
Many people are indistinguishable from one another


She gave me the thumbs up
She showed her approval


I could publish a book of likes
I could compile a collection of positive feedback


With all of your problems
Including all of your troubles


All of your comments
And all of your remarks


And all of the gossip
As well as all the rumors


But none of it puts money back in the pockets of people who need it
Yet, none of these discussions provide financial aid to those in need


N***** aint real they reaching
People aren't genuine, they are trying too hard


This is that hoodie and Timberland season
It's a time for a casual and rugged style


They may never understand this
Others may never comprehend this


I might have to underhand this
I may have to approach this with subtlety


One day you'll get that we all broke
Someday you'll understand that we are all in a similar financial situation


When you see what a grand is
Once you realize the true value of a thousand dollars


Yea I still want a Grammy
Yes, I still aspire to win a Grammy Award


So don't ask where the band is
Therefore, don't inquire about my musical accompaniment


Took the players we was handed
We made the most of the opportunities given to us


Became the back to back champions
We achieved consecutive victories


I do not need your opinion
I don't require your viewpoint


Save it for the internet
Keep it for sharing online


My prime is my bartender
My best moments are yet to come


I still haven't hit it yet
I haven't reached my peak performance


I'm always gon be a threat
I will forever be a formidable force


I take comfort in knowing that
I find solace in the understanding


I'mma be tight in the end
I will be successful in the long run


I'm Witten and Novacheck
I'm comparable to football players Jason Witten and Jay Novacek


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Written by: KEVIN WILLIAMS

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