September 5

[Chorus] Nah nah holdup, nah 'ana hold up [Verse 1: Issa Gold] I let my butterfly fly out to the sun Ain't seen her since my birthday in July, it's been like a month Her birthday coming up next week, she hit my phone like 'what up?' She want the dick, she ate the pussy and it wasn't enough, what the fuck I stay away, she feel lost souls separate, what a shame When we connect we make the world levitate can't help it Sneak on my Instagram to peep on my shit, pacifist Don't give a fuck I still post pics of my chick Uh, ja niggas know if you tuned into the show How I feel about her wrote like seven songs just in the club And a nigga rappin' patterns, got 'em drowning in these hoes And the rap done got me busy, only take her out to shows She hate that She want to go out all the time, paint the mat She want to go out on some days I'm like 'well where the weed at?' She want me to fuck her with a rubber cause she scared cause I rap She want me to trust her if I love her, but no man can do that We insecure and it shows but we hide it cause we bold We get called out then we lose it it's apparent even more But you be looking like a million dollars, it ain't your fault These niggas up and down your neck, but they can never keep up I'm making moves, you told me in the future [?] to keep trust My Presence a blessin fill it with essence every time we make love Bet your dangerous, and I can be delirious, though she in distress, a nigga ain't saving us [Chorus] Nah nah holdup, nah 'ana hold up(x2) She ain't with the shits, I ain't with shits but it's hard to find another Lover like her so we here... Nah nah holdup, nah 'ana hold up(x2) She ain't with the shits, I ain't with shits but it's hard to find another Lover like her so we here... [Verse 2: Issa Gold] Issa Gold attack but she like to call me Dash, sayin' I'm never really around So the name feel like its meant She say you ain't shit, I pretend like I be listening Armadillo skin, what she preach, a nigga missing it She said you changed, every week you on a plane All them groupie hoes surround you got you caught up in the game I'm like listen I done told you, I'm not in it for the fame I'm just making moves and dropping jewels, it's just shimmering Aha, I got a new angel and she bad as fuck, I can't lie She golden like the sunshine and pure as fuck The whole nine, she's wears simple just the way that I like You got more hobbies than a [?] she like to stay home at night Yeah you know you got my heart and soul but she like my wife You just something I reminisce about sometimes when I write uh You say when we thirty we gon' figure it out don't worry but a Nigga rapping dirty pound I found like sixth of Shirley [Chorus] Nah nah holdup, nah 'ana hold up(x2) She ain't with the shits, I ain't with shits but it's hard to find another Lover like her so we here... Nah nah holdup, nah 'ana hold up(x2) She ain't with the shits, I ain't with shits but it's hard to find another Lover like her so we here...