PUllin from the op
Runnin from the cop
Shootin at the cop
Loadin up my glock
PUllin from the bag, no I cant relax
Runnin up the stacks, Im yo babys dad
She gon call me dad, Im gon make her mad
Pullin up the bank, all your cloths are stank
PLaying with the games, she gon give me brain
Bottle up my phone, im start coming home
PUllin from the op
Runnin from the cop
Shootin at the cop
Loadin up my glock
She gon give me top
Runnin from the block
PUllin from the bag, no I cant relax
Runnin up the stacks, Im yo babys dad
She gon call me dad, Im gon make her mad
Pullin up the bank, all your cloths are stank
PLaying with the games, she gon give me brain
Bottle up my phone, im start coming home
PUllin from the op
Runnin from the cop
Shootin at the cop
Loadin up my glock
She gon give me top
Runnin from the block
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PUllin from the op
Runnin from the cop
Shootin at the cop
Loadin up my glock
PUllin from the bag, no I cant relax
Runnin up the stacks, Im yo babys dad
She gon call me dad, Im gon make her mad
Pullin up the bank, all your cloths are stank
PLaying with the games, she gon give me brain
Bottle up my phone, im start coming home
PUllin from the op
Runnin from the cop
Shootin at the cop
Loadin up my glock
She gon give me top
Runnin from the block
PUllin from the bag, no I cant relax
Runnin up the stacks, Im yo babys dad
She gon call me dad, Im gon make her mad
Pullin up the bank, all your cloths are stank
PLaying with the games, she gon give me brain
Bottle up my phone, im start coming home
PUllin from the op
Runnin from the cop
Shootin at the cop
Loadin up my glock
She gon give me top
Runnin from the block
Runnin from the cop
Shootin at the cop
Loadin up my glock
PUllin from the bag, no I cant relax
Runnin up the stacks, Im yo babys dad
She gon call me dad, Im gon make her mad
Pullin up the bank, all your cloths are stank
PLaying with the games, she gon give me brain
Bottle up my phone, im start coming home
PUllin from the op
Runnin from the cop
Shootin at the cop
Loadin up my glock
She gon give me top
Runnin from the block
PUllin from the bag, no I cant relax
Runnin up the stacks, Im yo babys dad
She gon call me dad, Im gon make her mad
Pullin up the bank, all your cloths are stank
PLaying with the games, she gon give me brain
Bottle up my phone, im start coming home
PUllin from the op
Runnin from the cop
Shootin at the cop
Loadin up my glock
She gon give me top
Runnin from the block
Writer: Anish Moktan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid