Hold up
G&G DA MOB Lyrics
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Don't nobody move but the bread
You foolish you think you can do it like greg
I'ma just run up them racks fuck on that ho from the front to the back
I'ma just run up them racks you know how we coming we run up them racks
Hold up wait don't nobody move but the cake
Don't nobody move but the bread
You foolish you think you can do it like greg
I'ma just run up them racks you know how we coming we run up them racks
I'ma just run up them racks
Stack after stack I blow rack after rack
And go make it right back
Make hit after hit
I be too lit too legit I can't quit
Keep a tool in my fit
The truth I be it
Maneuver with shooters This who I be with
Manure the shit
Confuse them with goofies you stupid little niggas will truly be missed
Go google it if
You think it's a game
Don't ever reach for the chain
I'll leave you with pieces of brain
All over the floor
Shorty look good but I know she a whore
I gored her before
I score and I score
Bucket for bucket I feel like I'm James
Harden or Worthy it's really the same
No worries I'm Gervin got ice in my veins
Little lights in my chain
I spike up the price if you like it
Then drop a few racks on the track
Put g nice with your name
It's a hit I can bet it
Get it you got it I'm cocky My pockets so brollic
Look like I put knots in my wallet
I'm clocking them dollars It's not a deposit don't call up the gang
I'm balling I'm probably the hardest regardless of genre
You not on my level
My bracket my scope or my range
I'm never gone change Remember the name
Hold up wait don't nobody move but the cake
Don't nobody move but the bread
You foolish you think you can do it like greg
I'ma just run up them racks Fuck on that hoe from the front to the back
I'ma just run up them racks You know how we coming We run up them racks
Hold up wait don't nobody move but the cake
Don't nobody move but the bread
You foolish you think you can do it like greg
I'ma just run up them racks Fuck on that hoe from the front to the back
I'ma just run up them racks You know how we coming We run up them racks
I took the top of the coupe Dropped a few rocks on my wrist
Took a picture to pipe up my views
I call up my partner he looking for choppers
I told him I got him
Just watch how you move
The coppers be watching the crew
Don't come by the spot send a thot to come through
I'm all about dollars
But if it's a problem I solve them
I do trigonometry too
I promise the truth
Nobody fucking with dude And they know I'm the one with the juice
But what's on my hip it shoot more than just six
By the time it go click
It done lifted a nigga and all of his goons
I'm all on the news g did it again
A hit from beginning to end
I fuck her her twin and her friend
Put dick in your bitch she pretend that we kin
I feel like I'm fifty
I'm riffing with many of men
But none of them want it for real
He spoke on my name on that track
And I know it's a fact
That Lil nigga just wanna get killed
He wanted a name won't get a response
I just want the bread
The biscuit croissant
I just want the head
Bitch give me that jaw
Don't look for the bed Bitch get in the car
The lyrics to G&G DA MOB's song "Hold Up" convey a sense of confidence, dominance, and a focus on material wealth and success. The repeated lines of "Hold up wait don't nobody move but the cake, don't nobody move but the bread" reinforce the idea that money and financial gain are the top priorities for the artist.
There is also an element of braggadocio in the lyrics, with the artist claiming superiority over others who try to imitate them, specifically mentioning someone named Greg. The lines "You foolish, you think you can do it like Greg" suggest that the artist believes they are unmatched and unrivaled in their endeavors.
The mention of "running up them racks" reflects a desire to accumulate wealth rapidly and effortlessly. The artist boasts about engaging in sexual encounters and flaunting their material possessions, reinforcing a hedonistic lifestyle associated with their success.
The second paragraph delves into the artist's perception of their own skills and talent, claiming to be unstoppable and untouchable. They reference having a "tool" in their fit, alluding to carrying a weapon for protection and asserting their dominance. The artist also emphasizes being the truth and moving with a group of shooters, suggesting they are associated with a dangerous or formidable crew.
The lyrics also contain references to fame and recognition, with the artist warning others not to reach for their chain, as it could lead to harm. The line "I spike up the price if you like it" highlights the artist's ability to increase the value and demand for their products or services. They also mention being brollic (meaning strong or muscular) and having knots in their wallet, further emphasizing their financial success.
Overall, the lyrics to "Hold Up" depict a lifestyle centered around money, self-assurance, and power. The artist portrays themselves as a dominant figure in their genre and warns against anyone who would dare challenge their status or reputation.
Line by Line Meaning
Hold up wait don't nobody move but the cake
Wait a moment, everyone should prioritize the money
Don't nobody move but the bread
No one should move except for the money
You foolish you think you can do it like greg
You're foolish if you believe you can do it as well as Greg
I'ma just run up them racks fuck on that ho from the front to the back
I'll quickly accumulate wealth and have sexual encounters with promiscuous individuals
I'ma just run up them racks you know how we coming we run up them racks
I'll continue accumulating wealth, as you already know, that's how we operate
Stack after stack I blow rack after rack
I continuously accumulate stacks of money and spend them recklessly
And go make it right back
And quickly make that money back
Make hit after hit
Create successful songs one after another
I be too lit too legit I can't quit
I'm too trendy and genuine, I can't stop
Keep a tool in my fit
Always carry a weapon on my person
The truth I be it
I am the embodiment of truth
Maneuver with shooters This who I be with
I associate with skilled individuals who are willing to engage in violent activities
Manure the shit
Spread negativity and confusion
Confuse them with goofies you stupid little niggas will truly be missed
Confuse and entertain those foolish individuals, they will be remembered when they're gone
Go google it if you think it's a game
If you believe this is a joke, go search for information on it
Don't ever reach for the chain
Never try to take the valuable necklace
I'll leave you with pieces of brain
I will violently attack you, causing brain damage
All over the floor
Scattered throughout the ground
Shorty look good but I know she a whore
The girl may appear attractive, but I know she engages in promiscuous activities
I gored her before
I have had sexual encounters with her in the past
I score and I score
I am successful in various ways
Bucket for bucket I feel like I'm James
I consistently perform at a high level, similar to James (presumably a basketball player)
Harden or Worthy it's really the same
Whether it's like Harden or Worthy, the outcome is equally impressive
No worries I'm Gervin got ice in my veins
I'm calm and composed like Gervin (presumably a basketball player) and have a cold, fearless demeanor
Little lights in my chain
Small diamonds on my necklace
I spike up the price if you like it
I increase the cost if you're interested
Then drop a few racks on the track
Then spend a large sum of money on the recording
Put g nice with your name
Associate my name with yours, making it sound good
It's a hit I can bet it
This song is guaranteed to be successful
Get it you got it I'm cocky My pockets so brollic
Understand it, you have it, I'm confident. I have a large amount of money in my pockets
Look like I put knots in my wallet
My wallet appears bulging with money
I'm clocking them dollars It's not a deposit don't call up the gang
I'm earning and accumulating money, it's not a small amount. Don't bring the group of people I associate with
I'm balling I'm probably the hardest regardless of genre
I'm succeeding and performing well, I'm likely the best regardless of the music genre
You not on my level
You are not on the same level as me
My bracket my scope or my range
My category, my perspective, or my influence
I'm never gone change Remember the name
I will never change. Remember my name
I took the top of the coupe Dropped a few rocks on my wrist
I removed the roof of my expensive car and added expensive jewelry
Took a picture to pipe up my views
Took a photo to enhance my reputation and popularity
I call up my partner he looking for choppers
I contact my associate who is searching for firearms
I told him I got him Just watch how you move
I assured him that I will support him. Just be careful and cautious
The coppers be watching the crew
The police are monitoring our group
Don't come by the spot send a thot to come through
Don't visit our location, send a promiscuous woman instead
I'm all about dollars
I prioritize making money
But if it's a problem I solve them
If there is a conflict, I resolve it effectively
I do trigonometry too
I can handle complex situations and calculate the best course of action
I promise the truth
I assure you that I am being honest
Nobody fucking with dude And they know I'm the one with the juice
No one can compete with me, they acknowledge that I have power and influence
But what's on my hip it shoot more than just six
The weapon I carry can fire more than just six shots
By the time it go click It done lifted a nigga and all of his goons
Before you even realize it, it will have shot and killed a person and their associates
I'm all on the news g did it again
My actions are widely reported in the news, I've made headlines once more
A hit from beginning to end
My song is successful and well-liked from start to finish
I fuck her her twin and her friend
I engage in sexual activities with both the girl and her twin sister, as well as their friend
Put dick in your bitch she pretend that we kin
I have sexual relations with your girlfriend and she pretends that we are related
I feel like I'm fifty
I feel as influential and successful as the rapper 50 Cent
I'm riffing with many of men
I'm arguing and exchanging words with numerous individuals
But none of them want it for real
However, none of them truly desire a confrontation
He spoke on my name on that track And I know it's a fact That Lil nigga just wanna get killed
He mentioned my name disrespectfully in his song lyrics, and I know it's true. That little guy just wants to be killed
He wanted a name won't get a response
He wanted attention, but I won't acknowledge him
I just want the bread The biscuit croissant
I only care about making money, like a delicious pastry
I just want the head Bitch give me that jaw
I just want oral sex from women
Don't look for the bed Bitch get in the car
Don't look for a place to sleep. Get into the car and leave
Lyrics Β© O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Gregory Kittrell
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Coren DuBose
This Mug came on tight... I don't know who producing y'all, but this shet just got 3-6 mafia bumping!
Derek Jones
This whole album going hard ong
OMG SCOOT
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Jariya Thomas
I love this song.......
kenyada Johnson
i need a mixtape made
Kencory Tyus
dis shit go hard asf
Brianna Rieves
this messageπππππ
Zer Nell
47:27 that bihh so hardπ°
candice perryman
How much for a feature
Lii Red
48:22 whats that 1 called?