PULL UP
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up on me
Matt black
Bullet proof
Five percent tint
Shawty you cute
Come scoop
You know what it is
You know what it
You know what it is
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up on me
Matt black
Bullet proof
Five percent tint
Shawty you cute
Come scoop
You know what it is
Ever since a jit
I knew I was the shit
Turn your game off
Cause I ain't playin it
Used to be player
Once before
The mvp of foreplay
I get money with the team
Split it four ways
When you cross my mind
Look both ways
Learn to let go
Learn to let go
Is it worth holding on too?
Somethings I ain't learn
When i was in school
Too busy writing love letters
Poured my heart in a pencil
Never saw the real you
You kept it confidential
Lost myself loving you
Was accidental
Used up my heart and
Gave it back it's not a rental
God or the Devil who the fuck sent you?
Wanna send you back I wish I never met
You
Wait
The Duce got me sayin that
Hold up
Baby I ain't mean that
Tell me where the green
She cut me off
But I know she gon come back
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up on me
Matt black
Bullet proof
Five percent tint
Shawty you cute
Come scoop
You know what it is
You know what it
You know what it is
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up on me
Matt black
Bullet proof
Five percent tint
Shawty you cute
Come scoop
You know what it is
You know what it is
You know what it is
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up on me
Matt black
Bullet proof
Five percent tint
Shawty you cute
Come scoop
You know what it is
You know what it
You know what it is
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up on me
Matt black
Bullet proof
Five percent tint
Shawty you cute
Come scoop
You know what it is
Ever since a jit
I knew I was the shit
Turn your game off
Cause I ain't playin it
Used to be player
Once before
The mvp of foreplay
I get money with the team
Split it four ways
When you cross my mind
Look both ways
Learn to let go
Learn to let go
Is it worth holding on too?
Somethings I ain't learn
When i was in school
Too busy writing love letters
Poured my heart in a pencil
Never saw the real you
You kept it confidential
Lost myself loving you
Was accidental
Used up my heart and
Gave it back it's not a rental
God or the Devil who the fuck sent you?
Wanna send you back I wish I never met
You
Wait
The Duce got me sayin that
Hold up
Baby I ain't mean that
Tell me where the green
She cut me off
But I know she gon come back
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up on me
Matt black
Bullet proof
Five percent tint
Shawty you cute
Come scoop
You know what it is
You know what it
You know what it is
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up on me
Matt black
Bullet proof
Five percent tint
Shawty you cute
Come scoop
You know what it is
You know what it is
You know what it is
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Dago
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