Rich Homie Quan (Young Thug)-
We 'bout to pull up
Who you pullin up with with Rich Homie? (Thugger)
I'm talkin' 'bout that's my mo'fuckin' brother
Let's go, lets Go Parly
-Both-
Magic City, finey bitches, wilin', make me pull up
Molly CLEANER than a stylus, plus I pulled up
If a nigga come around talkin' 'bout me best believe my niggas gon' pull up
Chopper dancin', it gon' make your bitch ass pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, next thing you know a nigga pulled up
Next thing you know a nigga pulled up, next thing you know a nigga pulled up
Next thing you know a nigga pulled up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
-1: Young Thug-
I'ma hit it from the back
I'ma pull up on a nigga with a bitch, pussy wetter than a lake
Young Quan got a nigga's bitch clamped to the seat
In the back of THE NEW CAR, no brakes
Got more loud than a parade
No copy but her friends I paste
Hoes fight to ciraq like a race
Chop a nigga in, body 3, no way
Young nigga, diamond yellow like I go to maize
Wait, Young Thugga gunna say fuck these niggas, I'm paid
Skeet skeet skeet (nut in your face)
Swear to God if they were BLIND, came with my shoes
That's the way they lay
Get the fuck out my face and pull up to
-Both-
-2: Rich Homie Quan-
Pull up on a nigga in a NEW CAR
Then I might pull up on ‘em in their boo car
Fuck one, I'ma pull up with two Glocks
Still throwin' money in the shoebox
Still got hoes on the south side
Offset, 24's make it low ride
Talk shit, I shoot out both eyes
I've done did a lot of shit they don't know about
Me and Thugga, and we got a hunna bitches on the way
I got brothers who grew up in them trenches without a thang
Without my name, I wouldn't be shit, that's why they're hatin'
Don't you love it? I made it
I went to come to the strip club, my favorite
-Rich Homie and Young Thug-
-3: Rich Homie Quan and Young Thug-
I don't know none of these niggas
All my niggas, they battle, best believe they'll (pull up, pull up)
And I ain't even stunt a little bit
But if she want dick, best believe I'ma (pull up, pull up)
And I'ma pull up in the lady's Bentley
With your lady with me, make her mini skirt (pull up, pull up)
I'ma try to make it hurt (pull up, pull up)
[?] the bassline (pull up, pull up)
I don't know none of these people
I don't know none of these people
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
Gotta check my side, how you feel Thug?
And I swear I don't know nothin' 'bout these niggas
Know nothin' 'bout these bitches, nah
