Pull Up

Watch these niggas 'cause they tryna pass you demons
I can see them plottin', I can see them schemin'
Check a pussy, I don't need a reason
And I'm quick to sleep a nigga, leave him dreamin'
All these people, they be changin' like the seasons
Wonder why a nigga's heart is freezin'
All I want is money, give a fuck about a bitch
We acting ignorant, bitch, this is some nigga shit
Claiming they trappers, but never flip bricks
And if they really did, then it's time to hit a lick
In my whip, windows tinted case you tryna see up in it
Roll up, smoke you
And the witness
My niggas movin' weight we don't play about our fitness
And my circle tight, lil' bitch keep ya distance
(Yeah)
My circle tight, lil' bitch keep ya distance

I don't ball hard for nothin'
Think them boys up to somethin' (Think them boys up to somethin')
Brought my strap to the function
This ain't what they was wantin' (Yeah)
Either pull up or pull off
Pull up or pull off (Bitch)
Either pull up or pull off
Either pull up or pull off (Yeah)



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Writer(s): Lyn Starr
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