That's my baby she from Laudy That's my baby she from Holly I'm gon' pick up, I'm gon' pull pull up when she call me me I'm gon' pick up, I'm gon' pull pull up in a Audi I got ice cubes where my heart be I be freezing, I be drowning I was cheating and she saw me me

Built my legacy Drivin' Bentleys, not no Lexuses She on on ecstasy Fuck her two times then I left the bitch Not with that extra shit I won't text the bitch, just sex the bitch We young and reckless Pull Pull up with TECS and shit, kill pedestrians I'm on on Perc

Stay in the cut on on the Northside Hollowpoints, trigger fingers On On my fucking .45 Demons rising out the crypt I snort me me a fat line Never gave a fuck Grew up up out the mud Pull Pull up, then I pop the trunk Grew up up with the fucking robbers Always kept the mask on

Oh, girl, you know it's on (oh yeah) I came here to slay shit (yeah, yeah) All night I'ma work the grave-shift (Lord, Lord) These drugs I'm on, they ain't nothing to play with (sky high) I can't feel my face, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) When I pull pull up on on ya

Their mouths salivate Fantasizing my gruesome ending This world looks down upon A man who can stand on on his own two feet Life feels like hell should This hell's so cold Pull Pull another knife out Stick it with the rest of them When my back is full

This I swear Waiting for the one The day that never comes When they stand up up and feel the warmth Love is a four letter word Born to push you around Better just stay down You pull pull away He hits the flesh

(Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy) Might pull pull up on on the corner like that's my nigga And burn this bitch down like Left Eye, nigga, word up up I don't fuck with them Hollywood niggas I'm on on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (westside, westside,

Murder, murder I don't see nothing, I hear you talking about it Pull Pull up with Stunna leaning in that Bugatti No we ain't trippin', I know you ain't about it But I got my nina, don't leave the crib without it I don't see nothing, I hear you talking about

Drop down, look suh you know I need to know 'Cause you keep telling me me your love ain't free, babe Said if you ride, baby, ride up up Pull Pull up from behind, baby, wine up up And you and me me, we can shine up up So, baby, come make your mind up up Baby, babe, I need you

On some beach, somewhere On On some beach Driving down the interstate Running thirty minutes late Singing Margaritaville and minding my own Some foreign car drivin' dude with a road rage attitude Pulled up up beside me me talking on on his cell phone