We bout to pull up, we pull up when we wanna thug up 
I don’t tell ‘em right then I get more fuckin 
Let go, let go 
Make city, falley, peaching, walley and make me pull up
Maley clean up in the style 
Plus I’ll put up, every nigga come to me and make believe my nigga gona pull up 
Travel, dance he gonna make your bitch just pull up 
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up 
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up 
Next thing nigga pull up, 
I’mma hit it from the back, I’mma pull up on a nigga with this bitch pussy wetter than a lake 
Young Quan got a niga bitgch clown o the sea in the back on the new car, no pay 
Got more loud than a parade, no copy but on her face I paste 
Host balling this and slurred
Drop the nigga here and they know 
Young niga dime me go loud like a ? 
Young Mula I face, swear to gGod I got a ? full with my shoes 
Get fuck from my face and pull up to 
Make city fallow feature willey make me pull up 
Malley cleaner then a stylist as I pull up 
Had the nigga in the corner, plus I pul up 
Believe my nigga gonna pull up 
Trap and dance he gonna make your day 
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Make that nigga wanna pull up
Pull up on a nigga in a new car 
Then I might pull up on a new car 
Fuck one I’mma pull up in new gates 
Still have money in the shut box 
Still got hoes in the South side 
I set twenty four make it alright 
Talk shit, I shut I won’t fight 
I’ve done a lot of shit they don’t know about 
And we gota hundred bitches 
I don’t know why, me and?
With all nine I will be shit that’s why they hating 
I made it and when they kinda stuggle ?
Mad city, falley bitches waley make me pull up 
Maaley cleaner then the stag pluss I pull up 
Get a nigga go around and tell me 
They believe my nigga gonna pull up 
Trap and dance he gonna make your bitch pull up 
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up 
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up 
I don’t know nothing of these nigga 
All my nigga they balling, better believe that 
And I ain’t need stunning I need air 
But if she ever be they believe in their pull up 
Better lay with me, get off your skirt 
Try to make it on, pull up, pull up 
I dn’t know nothing the people done 
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know 
That’s on my style 
I just don’t remember these niggas 
I don’t remember these bitches