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Lil Uzi Vert – Sideline Watching Hold Up Lyrics

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Hold up, hold up, hold up What?
Let me catch my breath Yeah
Let me count these checks What?
Flex on my ex Yeah
I dont got no respect I dont, I dont
Break up in a text What?
Pull up in a G Yeah
T3, fly off in a jet Vroom

Pull up, Im suited
And you know I got my toolie My what?
Okay, I might Bentley Coupe it What?
Heard you pull up, Mini Cooper Yeah
Told that lil bitch that she stupid
Okay, these niggas cant move me What?
Okay, these bitches cant move me Chee
Those are not diamonds, theyre rubies Chee, chee

Wait thats not rubies, thats glass Damn
Smack that bitch right on the ass What?
I know that shes scared to lose me What?
Yeah, my Polo be from Louis Yeah
Niggas act like they was rootin They was
But they really be some goofies They is
If you dont like me then sue me What?
Yeah, my new girl got that booty Yeah

That my new girl up in Gucci
Yeah, what?
That my new girl up in Gucci What?
Yeah, what? Chee
Spend them bands all up in Gucci Yeah
Look at your chain who your Jeweler? What
You need to come to my Jeweler Come on
I put a chain on my shooter Yeah
I put a stick on my Ruger Bah
In her dreams like Freddy Krueger Yeah
Just met her, act like I knew her I knew her
Rari pull off Ferris Bueller Yeah, Yeah

Hold up, hold up, hold up What?
Let me catch my breath Yeah
Let me count these checks What?
Flex on my ex Yeah
I dont got no respect I dont, I dont
Break up in a text What?
Pull up in a G Yeah
T3, fly off in a jet Vroom

Hold up, hold up, hold up What?
Let me catch my breath Yeah
Let me count these checks What?
Flex on my ex Yeah
I dont got no respect I dont, I dont
Break up in a text What?
Pull up in a G Yeah
T3, fly off in a jet Vroom

Lil Uzi Vert like who the fuck are you? Yeah
Almost didnt make it but I made it through I made it, Yeah
Gettin to the money, if you snooze you lose
Woah, you should see the way that they plot on you What?
That they plot on, what?

Wait, why they plot on me? Damn
Cause they really know it aint no stopping me No stopping me
Like, first I hit my dance then they flock to me
Went and did it all night, girl I gotta leave

Yeah, pat your weave down fore you see your man
Oh no, now he all mad, everything gon hit the fan
I dont want that, um, again, I dont want, want that again
Even though that girl a ten, think we better off being friends
Sike, Ima hit that again Yeah

Ima lick that again, Ima split that again
Now I do what I want, cant do what I can
Think youre on, not at all, cause you know I ball Yeah, what?
Boy, I heard you soft, Ima cop it for the cost
Smoke the gas on my cloth

Hold up, hold up, hold up What?
Let me catch my breath Yeah
Let me count these checks What?
Flex on my ex Yeah
I dont got no respect I dont, I dont
Break up in a text What?
Pull up in a G Yeah
T3, fly off in a jet Vroom

Hold up, hold up, hold up What?
Let me catch my breath Yeah
Let me count these checks What?
Flex on my ex Yeah
I dont got no respect I dont, I dont
Break up in a text What?
Pull up in a G Yeah
T3, fly off in a jet Vroom