(Think we found a LoopHole)

Yeah, tell a nigga, "Pull up," yeahPull up, we poppin′ outside, yeah (sheesh)

Had to switch flips like four, five times (skrrt)

Like, two, three sticks in my ride, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)

Tell a nigga, "Pull up" (uh)

Pull up, be ready to die (hah)

Don't make me mad if you love your life

If you do, I ain′t wastin' no time

Fancy, I got the Bottegas on me (Bottegas on me)

We posted at the bodega, homie (bodega, homie)

I lend her guap, holy matrimony (sheesh)

I done married the money, the paper only (whoo)

Don't fuck with niggas, they fake and phony (fake)

Why do thеse niggas be fakin′ on me? (Snakes)

I rather do it all by my lonely

Say you want the crown, nigga, come take it from me

You want the crown, come and take it from me

I make it rain when it slick or sunny

I′m kinda small but I be with the dummy

Don't make a call if it ain′t about money

They should've told you ain′t nothin' funny

You should′ve asked why these bitches love me

I keep it on like the water been runnin'

I ain't wastin′ no time if it ain′t about nothin', yeah

Pull up, the seat back, uh

I know why he mad

I done put in work, no slack, and it all paid off

I′ve been thumbin' through racks (through racks)

Commas, I need that, what? Uh

I know why he mad

I′ve been stickin' straight to the code, get the bag

While these other niggas comin′ in last

Tell a nigga, "Pull up," yeah

Pull up, we poppin' outside, yeah (sheesh)

Had to switch flips like four, five times (skrrt)

Like, two, three sticks in my ride, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)

Tell a nigga, "Pull up" (uh)

Pull up, be ready to die (hah)

Don't make me mad if you love your life

If you do, I ain′t wastin′ no time

I'm Mr. Get Out On Feet (21)

He tried to run through the cut

Boy, where you goin′? Get hawked down the street (21)

Glock with a switch hit a nigga with a left hook, right hook

Muhammad Ali (on God)

If you ain't signin′ no major, you better off

Not even askin' my fee (straight up)

That shit a couple hundred Gs (21)

He a pussycat like Garfield (21)

Stick make a nigga do a cartwheel (straight up)

Since Savage Mode, it been six years (on God)

And, a nigga still ain′t got a heart, still (on God)

Still a hotbox, we cartel (21)

Catch him on the highway, roadkill (21)

Walk up on a nigga, pull his coat tail (21)

Y'all niggas runnin' from the smoke still (21)

Yeah, he a rat, but he ain′t got cheese (pussy)

Givin′ out sleep, who want Zs? (Pussy)

Spinnin' all summer, ain′t no peace (pussy)

Y'all chase clout, we lowkey (pussy)

Reppin′ 21 until I'm OV (21)

He need gas, he on E (21)

All that woofin′, he too drunk (21)

Got his ass smashed by the OE (21, 21)

Tell a nigga, "Pull up" (pull up)