Pulled Up

Uh-huh
(Chill Go Hard)
It's Dolph

I don't get mad (nah), I just get paid (yeah)
Smelling like a pound (strong), walking in the bank (damn)
I been smoking weed (since when?), before the fifth grade (what?)
This a man's world (yeah), bitch, stay in your place
Shitting on your favorite rapper, did it by mistake (excuse me)
Went and got a mansion (what else?), went and got a maid (yeah)

Now, I ain't got a deal (uh-huh), but I got a Wraith (it's Dolph)
I call my clientele (for what?), I'm sorry for the wait (hello)
All these pounds in my traphouse, feel like I'm out of shape (hah)
These bitches love me, man (it's Dolph)
I'm drinking muddy, man (it's Dolph)
Drop a four in a ginger ale, it tastes like bubbly, man (whoa)
Young nigga hit a lick, now you can't tell me n- (Paper Route Empire)
It's Dolph

I don't get mad (nah), I just get paid (yeah)
Smelling like a pound (strong), walking in the bank (damn)
I been smoking weed (since when?), before the fifth grade (what?)
This a man's world (yeah), bitch, stay in your place
Shitting on your favorite rapper, did it by mistake (excuse me)
Went and got a mansion (what else?), went and got a maid (yeah)

Now, I ain't (The Plug Best Friend) got a deal, but I got a Wraith (it's Dolph)
I call my clientele (for what?), I'm sorry for the wait (hello)
All these pounds in my traphouse, feel like I'm out of shape (hah)
These bitches love me, man (it's Dolph)
I'm drinking muddy, man (it's Dolph)
Drop a four in a ginger ale, it tastes like bubbly, man (whoa)
Young nigga hit a lick, now you can't tell me nothing, man (uh)

Pulled up in a Porsche (skrt), pulled off in a Wraith (yeah)
Pulled up in a Porsche (yeah), pulled off in a Wraith (yeah)
Pulled up in a Porsche (yeah), pulled off in a Wraith (I'm gone)
I saw my old bitch yesterday, you should've seen her face (ay, ay)
Pulled up in a Porsche (yeah), pulled off in a Wraith (skrrt)
Pulled up in a Porsche (yeah), pulled off in a Wraith (ay, yeah)
Pulled up in a Porsche (what up), pulled off in a Wraith (I'm gone)
I saw my old bitch yesterday, you should've (2 Chainz) seen her face

Pulled up in a Porsche, that bitch too anemic
Got that Rolls-Royce (yeah), that bitch too conceited (ooh)
Then I got them feet (feet), had to get a pedi'
Bought Keisha the Audi, y'all other niggas petty (tell 'em)
Bet you ain't got more money than harmony in heaven (hol' up)
Flat black Chevy, flat black MAC-11
I'm rolling up by the pound, you rolling up by the seven

Walk in the room with the black and white fur
That bitch that look like a panda
I put the slang in the gram (I did), I just might loan your fam (I will)
I do this shit for Atlanta (I do), shoot that bitch up with a cannon (boom)
All that I want is some ACT, whip that shit up with a Fanta
Niggas don't know how to act
When I pull up, bitches pull out the cameras

Pulled up in a Porsche (skrrt), pulled off in a Wraith (yeah)
Pulled up in a Porsche (yeah), pulled off in a Wraith (yeah)
Pulled up in a Porsche (yeah), pulled off in a Wraith (I'm gone)
I saw my old bitch yesterday, you should've seen her face (ay, ay)
Pulled up in a Porsche (yeah), pulled off in a Wraith (skrrt)
Pulled up in a Porsche (yeah), pulled off in a Wraith (ay, yeah)
Pulled up in a Porsche (what up), pulled off in a Wraith (I'm gone)
I saw my old bitch yesterday, you should've (2 Chainz) seen her face
(Seen her face, seen her face)



Credits
Writer(s): Adolph Thornton
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