Pull Up

Yeah yeah
Jacquees young stunna baby I'm the third
And I'm a threat n***a ralo
What
We got London on da track
Famgoon
Came up I done did it I done did it
Push your cap back no fitted no fitted
That bank roll gotta get it gotta get it
Ain't taking these n***as serious n***as serious
I got cash money no limits no limit
Tie that flag round me this that scrimmage this that scrimmage
We done been down for a minute for a minute
I done been down now I'm living now I'm livin'
Yeah I'm still riding with the boys the boys
Still riding with the toys the toys
We'll pull up on you don't make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own these bad b***hes catching on
Fast money and it's long I got big money like a phone
I got that money I got that bag I got that cash
Don't get him mad he gonna blast where are they at
All of these n***as been hating on us
I think they mad 'cause we making them bucks
Who give a f**k who give a f**k
We gonna light one of these n***as up
Came up I done did it ralo done f**ked up the city
All of my n***as be with it none of
My n***as ain't quitting
All of them people gon' feel
Me all of them people gon' hear me
Ralo done stepped in the building yeah
I miss dog food it made me a millionaire
Came up I done did it I done did it
Push your cap back no fitted no fitted
That bank roll gotta get it gotta get it
Ain't taking these n***as serious n***as serious
I got cash money no limits no limit
Tie that flag round me this that scrimmage this that scrimmage
We done been down for a minute for a minute
I done been down now I'm living now I'm livin'
Yeah I'm still riding with the boys the boys
Still riding with the toys the toys
We'll pull up on you don't make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own these bad b***hes catching on
Fast money and it's long I got big money like a phone
Designer on my designer on my
Got me sliding on my sliding on my
Got me riding with my riding with my
Fifty times with my times with my
It's do or die with my do or die with my
And if you play you know we ridin' suicide for now
Bad b***h with no talking that four four will go barking
Them p***y n***as start talking them
P***y n***as we chalkin' yeah
Candy paint on them boys got
Them hollow tips for that noise
My little one kept it so silent
N***a he's g'd up on that charge
Came up I done did it I done did it
Push your cap back no fitted no fitted
That bank roll gotta get it gotta get it
Ain't taking these n***as serious
N***as serious
I got cash money no limits no limit
Tie that flag round me this
That scrimmage this that scrimmage
We done been down for a minute for a minute
I done been down now I'm living now I'm livin'
Yeah I'm still riding with the boys the boys
Still riding with the toys the toys
We'll pull up on you don't
Make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own
These bad b***hes catching on
Fast money and it's long
I got big money like a phone
Young soul rich gang
Ain't s**t changing my chain
Got your girlfriend screaming my name
She down to smash my gang
J soul from the six
Two months ago I didn't have s**t
Now I'm richer than a b***h and
I s**t gold bricks
And my bad b***hes come with
Twins yeah yeah yeah
I came up a long way from
Sleeping on the floor in public housing
Remember them b***hes wouldn't
Give me no play now I cannot keep them from 'round me
B***h mention me she get pounded
I want her head like a bounty
Used to be starving now I swear I want it all
That comes with the bread like a sauce derez de'shon
Came up I done did it I done did it
Push your cap back no fitted no fitted
That bank roll gotta get it gotta get it
Ain't taking these n***as serious n***as serious
I got cash money no limits no limit
Tie that flag round me this that scrimmage this that scrimmage
We done been down for a minute for a minute
I done been down now I'm living now I'm livin'
Yeah I'm still riding with the boys the boys
Still riding with the toys the toys
We'll pull up on you don't make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own these bad b***hes catching on
Fast money and it's long I got big money like a phone
Yeah beezo
F**k what's brackin' n***a what's brackin n***as baow yeah
Ayy ralo get them n***as and them bags
B tow b low f**k 'em
Derez get the two two three you understand me
I got the forty cal and the
Double old school uzi you understand me
Spark nothin' but them lights boy
Empty your motherf**kin' safe n***a
Baow baow baow yeah
J soul t dot brrat brrat
Big money no talkin' yeah them
P***y n***as we chalkin' yeah
Rich gang lifestyle hustle n***a