Pull Up

Pull up to the trap

Peekin' out the peephole

Give you two shots

Like I'm shootin' free throws

Cubans on my neck

That's a lot of kilos

Pack touch down

So now I'm on reload

Pull up to the trap (Pull up)

Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?)

Give you two shots (Bow bow)

Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha)

Cubans on my neck (Cubans)

That's a lot of kilos (Kilos)

Pack touch down (It's here)

So now I'm on reload

(Reload)

(Federal, federal, fed)

(Uh, uh, uh, 2 fed)

(Federal, federal, federal)

Pull up in my trap car (Stop)

Hit the trap house dishin' that dope out (Swanga)

Hop out with that stick out (Hop out)

Please don't trip out I might flip out (What)

I know a Cuban he don't speak Inglo (No Inglo)

I need a translator

(I need some better talk)

Give me whatever I need on consignment (Whatever)

Told me to pay him later

(Throw that shine yeah ****)

I heard the car pull up outside

I look at the blindfold

(Who that? Who that?)

Yeah my stupid ass baby mama

Think I'm in here with side hoes

(Stupid bitch)

Bitch I'm in here with nine bows (Right now)

Tryna get the whole nine sold (Right now)

You make a scene causing commotion

Trying to give me some time hoe?

(What you twelve or something?)

Walk in your trap and take over your trap feel like Bankroll (Fresh)

Come and take your shit repo (Give me that)

Make you took your shit depot (Hey, hey)

I'm so ahead of them check out my schedule

Gotti and MoneyBagg oh that's 2 Federal

Fuck what they talking 'bout, I'm running up revenue

Go do the same, that's what you better do

Pull up to the trap

Peekin' out the peephole

Give you two shots

Like I'm shootin' free throws

Cubans on my neck

That's a lot of kilos

Pack touch down

So now I'm on reload

Pull up to the trap (Pull up)

Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?)

Give you two shots (Bow bow)

Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha)

Cubans on my neck (Cubans)

That's a lot of kilos (Kilos)

Pack touch down (It's here)

So now I'm on reload

MoneyBagg and Gotti (2 Federal)

I'ts like we got the cheat codes (Yup)

We talk no more gangster shit and get money with chicos (Chicos)

C-M-G the label

And we distribute kilos (Kilos)

And we'll spend your budget (On what?)

On foreign whips with two doors (Uh)

I'm 2Federal a **** talkin' shit, etcetera, etcetera

You a little hater fit your carriage, carriage

I'll fuck around and embarrass you

Hold up listen

Tell a **** I made 20 million would you believe me?

Young **** told me made 100, 000 listenin' to me and Jeezy (I believe him)

I was trap or die

Get rich or die trapping (What else?)

Before I made cocaine music fire (What else?)

Ran off on the plug with seventy five (What else?)

I was robbing **** runnin' with the gas

(Young **** grindin' trying to get a nap)

Nap, where the price at?

Everybody telling me to drop this shit now

The streets dry

Pull up to the trap (Pull up)

Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?)

Give you two shots (Bow bow)

Like I'm shootin' free, throws (Ha)

Cubans on my neck (Cubans)

That's a lot of kilos (Kilos)

Pack touch down (It's here)

So now I'm on reload (Ay)

Pull up to the trap (Pull up)

Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?)

Give you two shots (Bow bow)

Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha)

Cubans on my neck (Cubans)

That's a lot of kilos (Kilos)

Pack touch down (It's here)

So now I'm on reload