We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no cable Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no neighbors Pulled up sippin' on drank (Drank) Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't) I just ran through a whole pint (Whole pint) Add a whole

And when she call me I might pick up I pull pull up on her, paint a picture I know you want me to be witcha But, baby I can't take no pictures She want Balmain, baby them is small things I'm balling, I might pull pull up when she calling No small change, walking

Well, me and my lady had our first big fight So I drove around till I saw the neon light The corner bar, it just seemed right so I pulled up Not a soul around but the old bar keep Down at the end lookin' half asleep But he walked up and said, what'll it

Don't get it fucked up I do this shit for my, I do this shit for my Yesterday was the freshest nigga in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh Niggas talkin' bout oh shit I pull pull up they like oh shit Now look whose talkin', bitch

Pull up in that Bentley GT Skrrt, skrrt, beep, beep I'ma go down eat, eat Ride them chi chis Know I'ma skeet, skeet (all in it) Got me on repeat, bitch wanna freak me Girl, I know you ain't from 'round here Shut up, shut up, make you cum easy Make you cum

Hey baby, ooh-hoo My love is callin', ooh-hoo So baby, ooh-hoo Just because it's the middle of night That don't mean I won't hunt you down 'Cause up, in, deep inside It's pullin' me and I want your love You and I should be gettin' it right Ain't no sense

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? (Where my bottles?) Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose I pull pull up and my car ain't got no roof (Fuck with me) All these bitches say that I'm the truth (Fuck with me) I know just what to do to get 'em

You say I'm the greatest bound for glory Well the word is out and I learned I got the latest side of the story You're pulling out before you get burned Well your hands are squeezing me down to the bone I never saw you breaking no law Stands to reason

Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your pillow You lost in the shape of my hips Hope there is a mood And if you really down we can find it (I can get close to you baby, pull me closer, what are you about?) Hold it, need it, need it, yeah Touch me, take me,

You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I said I got my knife pulled, I'll kill you if you make me They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me I'll come back bigger, stronger and angry I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared, yeah yeah I can hear