Hold On (Shut Up)

YEEEAH~! Machine Gun Yeah! Jeezy [Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly] I don't gang bang, ho (ho) I just gang bang these hoes And I keep like eight J's rolled (rolled) then I face 'em after my shows And I got your main thing bro on my dang-a-lang where she swang and hang like an orangutan But you don't really wanna follow me 'cuz every one of my boys bang-a-rang Cocaine (yea), cocaine (yea), my skin white like cocaine (yea) Marked up like them old trains but I keep it hood with this lo mein (wassup) Propane, propane, spark that shit like propane On the Eastside is my domain and I kick more shit than Liu Kang Hold on, shut up, who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? 'Cuz I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Hold about two phones, I don't call shit (shit), Wild boy 'cuz I start shit (shit) Rager 'cuz I mosh pit and this "a" stands for "anarchist" (yea) My heart is Antarctic, burn one and get car sick Floating like a carpet bitch I'm higher than the starship (let's go) Tatted up so I can't work, you would think I got paid first Beat that pussy out the frame, you would think that bitch gave birth All these sins, you would think that I hate church Said "Thou shalt not steal", but fuck that, I'll take her [Hook: Machine Gun Kelly] Hold on, shut up, who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? 'Cuz I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Now hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Yeah, who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? 'Cuz I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] Chea, it's the world, look I don’t remember these hoes, I don’t remember these niggas Fuck niggas, bitches too, all I see is these figures I got Versace on, that Versace lights I ain’t seeing these niggas Chances is, chances are, I raised three outta three of these niggas Look, all bark, no bite All rap, no white But she wants her friends, to get with my friends, so we can be friends, well alright Machine gun, we got one, machine gun I got one See me, I’m a real nigga, probably mad at me cause he not one Straight choppin’ music, no bite Eighteen dwarf niggas, Snow White You can bet a nigga, if I said it nigga, ten out of ten, it’s no white Tell me what’s not to love, why hate? Want a real answer nigga, and I’ll wait Treat my ‘rari like I’m in a roller derby Put the shoes on and I skate Say you don’t like me, nigga, you know me, nigga? See a sound of me, that’s hate Say you wanna rap about it, wanna talk about it, and ain’t live the shit, that’s fake Say it’s coming back and this locking up sound like to me, that’s flake Say you don’t rock with me, you don’t fuck with me Stay the fuck around me, that’s great Hold up [Hook: Machine Gun Kelly] [2x] Hold on, shut up, who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? 'Cuz I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Now hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Yeah, who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? 'Cuz I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me