Ain't a damn thing change I still keep that thing Right up under my shirt Until somebody get hurt When I pull pull away hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games Boy you better catch me first So you finally get hurt murked put 'em in the dirt

Look nigga, I've been this way Since them niggas loaded up them shotgun shells And shot my older cousin Nessa all in his face Fuck niggas talkin', my teachers called me a disgrace Had to pull pull up on 'em last weekend in the big Wraith I sold work on sick

Pull up, pull up Uh, da-da, ooh, your love Pull Pull up, pull up right to your love Even though, even though, even though You know the words that got me fallin' I got to pull pull up, pull up It's three a.m. and you are callin' (callin') One thousand times, the

Sometimes you gotta pick these hoes apart Love 'em with your mind and never with your heart Yeah, I'm shinin', don't you see me from afar? We the type of niggas pull pull up in new cars She can't wait to fuck a nigga in your squad Real niggas wet your head

Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers? 'Cause it always ends with us hating each other Instead of calling me out you should be pulling me in I've just got one more thing to say And irony is okay, I suppose Culture is to blame You try and mask your

Been a minute since I pulled up outside Work it like a stripper, yeah But you not a stripper, yeah Dog her down with ya, yeah Work that nine to five with ya, yeah Shut it down, yeah, we do that everytime Ooh-wee got a feeling you might, yeah Oh my, oh

Du musst blasen wie bei den Spielen von Super Nintendo Und ich starte in deiner Hood jetzt ein Kugel-Inferno Die Kugeln trafen deinen Kopf und deinen Pulli von Kenzo Ohne Gnade, ich hol' das Dinero wie Nurmagomedow (ey, ey, ey) Ich hol' das Dinero wie

Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else Laughing at himself because he knows he ain't loved at all Because the posters on the wall they don't look like him at all So he ties it up, he tucks it in, he pulls it back, and gives a grin He gets his

Coming In Hot Firin' some shot Coming in red hot It's a musical shot I just clean up me nuzzle I just load me barrel And I cock me hammer Cause I'm gonna pull pull my trigger One minute after dozing

Mother of my skies, why you always gotta intervene? (Uh) You called to see if I was home then Sleeping in, get boring, uh My landlord tripping off my speakers 'cause the low end You pull pull up with no warning, uh This the season for us growing Let's go deep