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Pull Up

We 'bout to pull up

Who you pulling up with Rich Homie? (Young Thugger)

I'm talkin' 'bout that's my mo'fuckin' brother

Let's go, let's go!Magic City, follies, bitches wildin', make me pull up

Molly cleaner than a stylist, plus I pulled up

If a nigga come around talkin' 'bout me

Best believe my niggas gon' pull up

Chopper dancin', it gon' make your bitch ass pull up

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull upI'mma hit it from the back

I'mma pull up on a nigga with a bitch, pussy wetter than a lake

Young Quan got a nigga's bitch

Clamped to the seat in the back of the new car, no pay

Got more loud than a parade

No copy but her face I paste

Hoes fight us around like a race

Chop a nigga in, body 3, no way

Yeah, young nigga, diamond yellow like I go to maize

Wait, y'all moving all around, I'm paid

Skeet skeet skeet (Nut in your face)

Swear to God I think a blunt came with my shoes

(That's the way they lay laced)

Get the fuck out my face and pull up toMagic City, Follies, Bitches wildin', make me pull up

Molly cleaner than a stylist, plus I pulled up

If a nigga come around talkin' 'bout me

Best believe my niggas gon' pull up

Chopper dancin', it gon' make your bitch ass pull up

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull upPull up on a nigga in a new car

Then I might pull up on 'em in their boo car

Fuck one, I'mma pull up with two Glocks

Still throwin' money in the shoebox

Still got hoes on the south side

Offset, 24's make it low ride

Talk shit, I shoot out both eyes

I've done did a lot of shit they don't know about

Me and Thugga, and we got a hunna bitches on the way

I got brothers who grew up in them trenches without a thang

Without my name, I wouldn't be shit, that's why they're hatin' (Rich Homie)

Thank you Lord, I made it

And when it come to strip club, my favoriteMagic City, Follies, Bitches wildin', make me pull up

Molly cleaner than a stylist, plus I pulled up

If a nigga come around talkin' 'bout me

Best believe my niggas gon' pull up

Chopper dancin', it gon' make your bitch ass pull up

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Next thing you know a nigga pulled up

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull upI don't know none of these niggas

All my niggas, they battle, best believe they'll (pull up, pull up)

And I ain't even stunt a little bit

But if she want dick, best believe I'mma (pull up, pull up)

And I'mma pull up in the latest Bentley

With your lady with me, make her mini skirt (pull up, pull up)

I'mma try to make it hurt (pull up, pull up)

Lebron at the baseline (pull up, pull up)

I don't know none of these people

I don't know none of these people

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

Gotta check my side, how you feel Thug?

And I swear I don't know nothin' 'bout these niggas

Know nothin' 'bout these bitches, nah

Songwriters

Jeffrey Williams, Lamar DequantesPublished by

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