Pull Up - Trizz, Chuuwee, Rick Taylor

Gold Rolex on my neck when you see me nigga

You got a problem you can holler when you see a nigga

Bitches mad, I don’t know em when they see me nigga

I don’t trust no racks, cause pimping ain’t easy nigga

Who I’m with?

Your bitch when I ride up

Creep crap, two step when I slide up

You my cousin or we blood, make your mind up

We shoot out here, but if you with it we can line up

If you short with my scrilla you can get tied up

Fuck a bitch, nigga get money until your time up

That shit is vital, determining where you wind up

Pussy come with the territory so get your grind up

T R I crooked letters don’t forget it

I’m only out to get it, my nigga I’m with the business

So if a nigga asking you questions tell him I did it

Pull up where I’m at, nigga with the ‘quipments

You can get it, bitch

Nigga I’m bout that issue

Keep some killer goon niggas right on me

Goon niggas right on me

Yeah my squad official

Every nigga 100 round me

100 round me

Got to keep a pistol, in case a nigga wanna come try me

Nigga wanna try me

Yeah my squad official

And they want to kill a nigga tonight

I’m about that issue

Don’t make me bust my pistol

I’m about that issue

Don’t make me bust my pistol

Give a fuck what a nigga got to say

Watch me spit up in a bitch nigga face like calm down

Grab a skinny little bitty by the waste

Tell a bad bitch sit on my face

Man that shit is my way

This my one, I’m faded

Any problem that a nigga ever had, I’ll face it

Pass me that blunt little bitch, Imma face it

I’m 8 blunts deep, to the face, getting wasted

Niggas all fake, on some copy then paste shit

My nigga AC3 hit me with the bass like boom boom

Boom, fat ass big titties

Let me puff puff pass then smash that kitty cat

I heard a bummy ass nigga say give me that

Gimme got shot with a brand new mini mac (brat)

Snapback for my fitted cap

Nigga south sack, Iraq where it’s really at

Pull up gang, we out here, run that

Click clack, stay strapped, where your gun at?

Prepared and paranoid, don’t get bust at

Keep it low key cause ain’t no telling where the ones at

Starting drama for nothing, hey Imma that

But if it’s money we talking then where them funds at

Niggas hating for nothing like where the love at

I’m out here alone with no friends nigga, fuck that

You tryna go get this money, you can come with me

Fuck bitches, get faded, have fun with me

I talk shit and it’s crazy how ain’t no slugs hit me

That’s cause I be killing, the crips and the bloods fuck with me

They show me love like I’m banging a set

But really I’m strictly neutral, only bang in the west

I travel around the world, but I stay to the left

I went out on tour with Tech, and it gained me respect

Nigga