Hold Up (Gabby Remix)

[Intro]
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy

[Verse]
Glock named Demi, it blow shit
When I walk in, they say "Oh shit¨
Cut off his tongue 'cause he spoke shit
Stop all the cap, you ain't post shit
She fuck with me cause I'm scammin'
Your Glock jelly, its jammin'
I got the pack like a mailman
I make him pose with the cannon
Ayy, Glock (What?) .9 (What?)
By my (What?) waist (Yeah)
Getting (What?) pape' (Yeah)
Getting cake, yeah
Glock hold fifty, nigga, US States
Got two Glocks, nigga, they could mate
I got the gas, nigga, hit the brake
I had more guns, this an arms race
Shawty a bop, she dont get a ring
UK plug say he know a ting
I got a rocket on me, Yao Ming
He try to call back, I let it ring
Hold up (Hold up)
Stop (Stop)
Thirty (Thirty)
Mop (Bop bop)
Pull up, make a fuck nigga beat box (Yеah)
Walk down, he ain't want no problems
He was calling for his mom whеn I shot him
I'm in DC, servin' in Gotham
Catch a nigga on the road like a possum, yeah