Pullin Up (feat. Icewear Vezzo & Snap Dogg)

Hahaha Big Jerm on the track Hahahaha Pull up, pull up, pull up Do it Woo-ow Pull up on your block with the (Woo) Bustin' out the top with the (Woo) Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up I'ma blow a whole check like (Woo) Put some respect on it (Woo) Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Pullin' up on your bitch with the (Woo) All my niggas with the shifts like (Woo) Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Up, yeah Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Up, yeah Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up I'ma pull up in a two seater Button down with a wifebeater Bad bitch, she a maneater I ain't trippin' 'bout no bitch, I'm a cash-getter Why you trippin' bout the bitch? Get the bag, nigga Real fast, nigga, do the dash, nigga We ain't finished school, never went to class, nigga He say that he the man, but he livin' in the past, yeah Pull up on them pussy niggas, yeah We gotta show them pussy niggas, yeah New bougie bad bitch, long hair Them niggas hate me, but the game ain't fair Pull up on your block with the (Woo) Bustin' out the top with the (Woo) Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up I'ma blow a whole check like (Woo) Put some respect on it (Woo) Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Pullin' up on your bitch with the (Woo) All my niggas with the shifts like (Woo) Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Up, yeah Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Up, yeah Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Yeah, what? Pull up in a Lyft (Yeah) Came up off white girl, call it Taylor Swift (Okay) Ten packs on me, walkin' out of Sak's Fifth (What) Shittin' on these rappers, call me JR Smith (Whoa) Oh-oh Money ain't an issue I be callin' plays like an official Let that forty blow like a whistle Hit 'em in the stomach, chest tissue Do we have a problem? Dishin' off the work, I'm Magic Johnson (Let's go) I know the opps watchin' (They watchin') Paint a nigga head like Dennis Rodman (Yeah) Pull up on your block, what that mob like? (Mob like) Big chopstick, knock a nigga house down (Bow, bow) Yeah, all my niggas on, yeah, we hot now (Hot now) Red zones, got spots right on Carlyle Uh (Uh), big Benz, goin' apeshit (Goin' apeshit) Mix the yay with the soda, that's a cake mix (Skrt) Nigga, all this jewelry real, I don't fake shit (I don't fake shit) All I do is cook dope and I make hits (And I make hits) If it's on me, then it's on me, nigga, both ways (Yeah) Yeah, roll these so big, take up both lanes (Yeah) Yeah, all white Benz like cocaine (Like cocaine) All I do is talk gas, nigga, propane, uh Pull up on your block with the (Woo) Bustin' out the top with the (Woo) Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up I'ma blow a whole check like (Woo) Put some respect on it (Woo) Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Pullin' up on your bitch with the (Woo) All my niggas with the shifts like (Woo) Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Up, yeah Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Up, yeah Swear to God, I'm pullin' up Swear to God, I'm pullin' up