TALKIN SHIT PT 2

Lyrics from Snippet Hold it up (Hold it up) Hold it up (Yeah) (Hold it up) You can try that- (Hold it up) (Hold it up) (Hold it up) (Hold it up) You can’t touch the sky, yeah (Hold it up) You can’t touch the sky, yeah (Hold it up) Yeah, eight figures deep, huh (Hold it up) Bitch, no, I'm choosing, by the week, huh (Hold it up) Chillin' by the beach, huh (Hold it up) (Woo-woo) Know, they pay to preen (Woo-woo) Know, they pay to scream for me (Woo-woo) Not a Christian, but you know I like to preach, huh Chop off the feet (Woo-woo), huh, we could make you fit in They marchin' for me (Woo-woo), yeah, they want my feet, yeah Dub myself (Woo-woo), fuck, geek, repeat, huh Quiet yourself down, we don't wanna hear you speak, huh Quiet yourself down, go make a hit this week (Shh) Quiet yourself down, we don't wanna hear the beef (Shh) Quiеt yourself down, let my hands speak (Hands) Shе pull my pants down, think she want my meat If you won't do it for yourself, then do it for me (Ha) Only God father shit, big Maybach from top to bottom, got a tommy gun, do something, we sign him in case we got to chop 'em up (Hold it up) (Hold it up) (Hold it up) You can’t touch the sky, yeah (Hold it)