This is a song about "Hold her"

Is a space that now you hold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I'd rather have her put a ring on and hold her hand

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

2 of her friends in the back boy

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Swisher almost gone, hold on

Hold off, we're not finished

She leave her hair in the sink

Hold up i'm your baby.

Hopin' that my niggas see