Pull Up

Mm, Ay
Mm mm, mm
Know it's a whole different vibe when I come through nigga

When a real nigga pull up feel the pressure
Ain't no twitter fingers
Bitch I body niggas
Don't you play with me
Ain't nothin you can say to me
Bitch You wasn't there for me
Pussy you can't stay wit me

Nigga wake up
We bout get this cake up
Slits on my finger tips
By countin all this paper
Trappin till the morning
So baby don't you wait up
And you could suck my dick if you a fuckin hater

Aint no freeloadin round here
All my niggas pushin weight
To different states on the daily
6 Car motorcade like the presi
All black in Back of the back
it's Foreign you drivin in the back of this Mercedes
Real right player
So I play em fore the play me
Niggas actin like bitches
First you love me then you hate me
These niggas just hatin
Kuz they broke n they just lazy

Whole lotta glocks unloaded
One thing you know
Not one of my niggas ain't holdin
So keep that in mind next time you Wanna run up n show it
They don't care who watchin
So they gone be whole lotta smoke in The air just blowin

Don't do it to em
Nigga I did it to em, uh

When a real nigga pull up feel the Pressure
Ain't no twitter fingers
Bitch I body niggas
Dont you play with me
Ain't nothin you can say to me
Bitch You wasn't there for me
Pussy you can't stay wit me

Nigga wake up
We bout get this cake up
Slits on my finger tips
By countin all this paper
Trappin till the morning
So baby don't you wait up
And you could suck my dick if you a fuckin hater

What people gotta understand
These niggas is my sons

You idolize that nigga
While that same nigga
Be writing down my runs
I ain't no tellin nigga
So I ain't gone say none
But just know
A nigga been the that one
A nigga been someone
You can play if you want
But just know You fuckin wit a don
When Day turn to night
That's when the freaks come
And I hold a grudge
So you know you gone for the sun come

Big car
Big face
Quit lying to yo bitch face
Tellin her I ain't got nun
Lil nigga get yo shit straight
When I pull up it's they face they be hidin
It's a good thang to
Kuz if they look at me wrong
They soul gone be flyin

I know Im gone be a star
Kuz real niggas commin back
Real music commin back
Droppped whole lotta niggas
Whole lotta bitches
You ain't nuthin like me n that's a Fucking fact,
Uh

When a real nigga pull up feel the Pressure
Ain't no twitter fingers
Bitch I body niggas
Dont you play with me
Ain't nothin you can say to me
Bitch You wasn't there for me
Pussy you can't stay wit me

Nigga wake up
We bout get this cake up
Slits on my finger tips
By countin all this paper
Trappin till the morning
So baby don't you wait up
And you could suck my dick if you a
Fuckin hater



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Writer(s): Kevin Gonzalez
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