Pull Up

Tell a **** pull up

Pull up we poppin' outside

I done switched whips like four, five times

Like two, three sticks in my ride

Tell a **** pull up

Pull up, be ready to die

Don't make me mad if you love your life

If you do, I ain't wasting no time

Fancy I got the Bottegas on me

We posted at the bodega homie

I love the guap holy matrimony

I done married the money, the paper only

Don't fuck with **** they fake and phony

Why do these **** be faking on me?

I'd rather do it all by my lonely

Say you want the crown **** come take it from me

You want the crown, come and take it from me

I make it rain when it's looking sunny

I'm kind of smart, but I be with a dummy

Don't make a call if it ain't about money

They should've told you ain't nothing funny

You should've asked why these bitches love me

I keep it on like the water been running

I ain't wasting no time if it ain't about nothing

Yeah, pull up the seat back

I know why he mad

I done put in work, no slack

And it all paid off, I been thumbing through racks

Commas, I need that

I know why he mad

I been sticking straight to the code

Get the bag, while these other **** coming in last

Tell a **** pull up

Pull up we poppin' outside

I done switched whips like four, five times

Like two, three sticks in my ride

Tell a **** pull up

Pull up, be ready to die

Don't make me mad if you love your life

If you do, I ain't wasting no time

I'm Mr. get out on feet

He try to run through the cut

Boy, where you going, get hawked down the street

Glock with a switch hit a **** with a left hook, right hook, Muhammad Ali

If you ain't signed to no major, you better off not even asking my fee

That shit a couple hundred Gs

He a pussycat like Garfield

Stick make a **** do a cartwheel

Since 'Savage Mode' it's been six years

And a **** still ain't got a heart still

Still a hotbox, we cartel

Catch 'em on the highway, roadkill

Walk up on a ****, pull his coattail

Y'all **** running from the smoke still

Yeah, he a rat but he ain't got cheese

Giving out sleep, who want Zs

Spinning all summer, ain't no peace

Y'all chase clout, we low key

Repping 21 till I'm O.V

He need gas, he on E

All that wolfing, he too drunk

Got his ass smashed by the O.E

21, 21

Tell a **** pull up