PULP (feat. SINBHADD, AR the ETERNAL & SEDIA B) [REMIX]

Ha-ha Aye, We got the juice, we got the juice We got the juice that gonna make you feel so loose, aye This the juice, this the squeeze This the pulp, this the stream This the dinner for you rats I serve a platter full of cheese This the money, this the car This the luxury I ball This them money conversations Pick the phone up, got no call Ah, this the remix let's go This the juice, this the squeeze This the pulp, this the stream This the dinner for you rats I serve a platter full of cheese This the money, this the car This the luxury I ball This them money conversations Pick the phone up, got no call This not a joke, this is for real Calling up ADIDAS, I got a deal Gimme a week, and I'll make a mill Cook up in the kitchen, grits for a meal Grits for a meal, I am the meal Body on meh, but my bars are for real Call me The King cause I find that ideal I'm whipping it fast in my automobile But that is unfortunate, spinning the wheel Just pray to God that Jesus take the wheel I ain't granting no wishes, I'm not blue like Will Bitches my sons, but they not in my will Bitches want beef, but I'm ordering veal Bitches ain't happy, they ordered the meal My life is a highlight, so replay the reel Life filled with Love, I'm Loni, The Real I'm making moves, I'm signing deals Not soft or micro, not gating that Bill Her body a bargain, now that is a steal I'm not David but I might cop-a-feel With money I ball, call me Lucille Curly haired, pink, might make her squeal I stay consistent, like I'm in sync But I'm bringing sexy back, Mrs. J Biel This the juice, this the squeeze This the pulp, this the stream This the dinner for you rats I serve a platter full of cheese This the money, this the car This the luxury I ball This them money conversations Pick the phone up, got no call I got some money but I never had it I gave my pitch, but I never batted Not Falling in Line, balling like Madden I'm popping these puppets, start up in Manhattan This spot is reserved Go try and take it and you'll get fined Now they wanna pull out Cause they know they card declined I am the tea, no I am Tee Want me to come, pay me the fee I stay in drive, no cruise, Penelope Wake up on me bitches like I dropped the Z Hunnid on the wrist, more like 450 Big poppa, big tee, bad boy like Diddy We know you didn't fuck her, didn't even grab a titty, oh Thinking that you're better, nah nah hassadiddy Looking a lemon, we know that you're bitter Fingers on trigger, more like a typing Twitter Salty like Peppa, you the runt of the litter Boy you my son, I ain't even get a sitter Get off my tip bro, I ain't it bro Want the fit tho, it don't fit tho How bout you tell em' how much I made you Plead the fifth tho This the juice, this the squeeze This the pulp, this the stream This the dinner for you rats I serve a platter full of cheese This the money, this the car This the luxury I ball This them money conversations Pick the phone up, got no call It's Young A, it's the chief Back in the stu, y'all gon' bleed I kill the game, verse and beat Yeah they say death, come in threes Fuck what you heard, bitch this me Out with the band, watch y'all flea I'm tryna get bands, watch my team Might ball with King, I'm AD Don't ask where I'm at I'm still goin' hard with the raps This shit ain't a laugh it's a fact Don't ask me to scrap Bitch I live by my own code It look like I'm starting an app The car doing laps Brodie still park in the back He think this shit harder to track Tee asked me to snap Told 'em go wake up the wolves The young dirty bastard is back Bitch don't get on my nerve Somebody gone get hurt High beam flash and swerve Some niggas just don't learn Smell the smoke from my drip I came from burning a bridge She wanna spend what I earn An artist should never mix pussy with work (Sinbhadd) I took an L one time I'm ready to move on, I'm ready to make me an M Show me the way, a letter from me to me cause no one can step in between But if you do? Then You do you, asylum I's outta my mind with the tool No handy manny Talk with my nuts in your mouth they starting to look like sandy... I'm the Big Boss I am the jefe Don't fuck with paragraphs Only my eses From the South West But I'm not a eshay Fuck the small talk And fuck all the essays Tee with Sedia Hits with Eternal Boy you my son Feeling paternal Bossing with Sinbhadd They murdered that shit You can't do that shit Now don't you feel shit I'm the bad boy yeah I go run this town Enter the club and I'm gon' shut it down You're just a red nose away from a clown This is the remix, the pulp and the sound I'm the Big Tee, tell me something that I don't know Step up in the scene the competition say oh no Loco in my local imma Yoko like I'm Ono See you in a year, time to catch up you in slow-mo I know motherfuckers think they mad shit I know you the Staffy, I'm the Mastiff (Um sir, call for Tee) (Ugh, as if) Multiple minuses Call me your highness-es Divide the unity This game ain't new to me Almost a decade, and King is still kicking it I'm Sagi-the-tarius So I ain't tearing this I'm adding it up, I heard you inquired this Say that we're equal, but I hear the biases They itching to be me, like they got Psoriasis I'm clearing out bitches, like they be my sinuses These bitches I carry, I know how Mariah is They could be ill, I'm COVID to viruses I like her arch, she part of the diocese I'm friend to God, name Jedediah is I could point you to the exit, yeah you need to go Got you begging to the bakeries, you need the dough What I do in stu, that's a need to know And where I make my bread, that's a kneed to dough This the juice, this the squeeze This the pulp, this the stream This the dinner for you rats I serve a platter full of cheese This the money, this the car This the luxury I ball This them money conversations Pick the phone up, got no call (What)