Pull Up

(Ayo Nick, start the symphony)
You know I don't be doing much for real
I just be smoking my blunt, I be vibing
Avoiding the violence, keeping shit quiet
You know

Pull up in the whip, get inside, we going for a ride
Ride down 85, with the vibes, they all eight or nines
You ain't tryna fuck with me for real, don't even waste my time
Drop the addy, she on go and she know I'm down to slide (Down to slide)
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up (Let go)
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

It's just me, don't need no crew, you know that I'm Dolo gang
Getting money that ain't new, if you broke your ass can't hang
Don't follow trends, I do my thing, shining bright, no Johnny Dang
Made it through the pain and rain, I been that nigga nothing changed
Now I'm stepping on your neck, can't wait until I get to flex
Nine to five, I get the check by any means, that I respect
She getting freaky through the text, I pull up on her for the neck
I get her wet, she love the sex, get to the crib, you know what's next
Block them folk, they ain't no riders
Lost more people than my lighters
Basic style, don't do designers
Gained some scars from through the wire (I'm healed)
On a roll, not talking talking tire (Rolling)
Fuck that hoe until she tired (KO)
She too bad, I won't one night her
Where that bitch I'm trying to find her
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up (Let go)
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up

Pull up in the whip, get inside, we going for a ride (For a ride)
Ride down 85, with the vibes, they all eight or nines (Eight or nines)
You ain't tryna fuck with me for real, don't even waste my time (Don't waste my time)
Drop the addy, she on go and she know I'm down to slide (Down to slide)
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up (Let go)
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

Pull up your hoe, pull up on your bitch (On your bitch)
Pull up to the plug, bout to cop a zip (Yo I'm outside)
Leave that hoe alone, tell her get a grip (Get right)
Let her take a sip, now she trying to strip (Go head)
Trying to steal my sound, these niggas counterfeit
Take her to the spot, that shit be over with (Beat it up, beat it up)
Hit it more than once, I never hit and quit (She mine now)
I love to take a risk, it's a hit or miss
Bitch yeah I'm the shit, yeah bitch I'm the shit (I'm the shit nigga)
I make the money flip, the cash I got to get (Got to get every penny)
I get the party lit, I get the party lit (What hannenin?)
I get the party lit, then I take home the bitch (Come on baby)

Pull up in the whip, get inside, we going for a ride
Ride down 85, with the vibes, they all eight or nines
You ain't tryna fuck with me for real, don't even waste my time
Drop the addy, she on go and she know I'm down to slide
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up (Let go)
Pull up, pull up, pull up (pull up), pull up



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Writer(s): Christopher Crane
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