Pullup
Smokin' that gas pack
Driving foreign
I snatch that
220 I dash that
Im wherever that cash at
Put in work like a lab rat
Making plays out the hatchback
I got rid of my last batch
(Oohhhh I got rid of my last batch)
Feel myself like a freak
I can dig her physique
Drippin sauce but im neat (Sauce)
I aint never off beat
Play no games in these streets
Made a way for my team
We forever gone eat
We forever gone eat
I aint taking no plea
Judge can offer me 3
Imma take it in peace
Know I ride with my piece
Im on point I aint sleep
Shordy neat in the streets
But a freak in the sheets
I just met a lil' thang yeahh
And she straight from the Bay
I cant remember her name yeahh
She keep calling me bae
Drop the top on the stang yeah
Drippin sauce she can taste
Tell them catchup (Ketchup) no heinz yeahh
Man these niggas they late
I f*ck it up and they cant
I ran it up then I banked
I hit the booth to escape
I hit the gas and its dank
I hit the gas then I shake
She shaking ass for that bank
I put them racks in a safe
Pullup
Smokin' that gas pack
Driving foreign
I snatch that
220 I dash that
Im wherever that cash at
Put in work like a lab rat
Making plays out the hatchback
I got rid of my last batch
(Oohhhh I got rid of my last batch)
Feel myself like a freak
I can dig her physique
Drippin sauce but im neat
I aint never off beat
Play no games in these streets
Made a way for my team
We forever gone eat
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Pullup
Smokin' that gas pack
Driving foreign
I snatch that
220 I dash that
Im wherever that cash at
Put in work like a lab rat
Making plays out the hatchback
I got rid of my last batch
(Oohhhh I got rid of my last batch)
Feel myself like a freak
I can dig her physique
Drippin sauce but im neat (Sauce)
I aint never off beat
Play no games in these streets
Made a way for my team
We forever gone eat
We forever gone eat
I aint taking no plea
Judge can offer me 3
Imma take it in peace
Know I ride with my piece
Im on point I aint sleep
Shordy neat in the streets
But a freak in the sheets
I just met a lil' thang yeahh
And she straight from the Bay
I cant remember her name yeahh
She keep calling me bae
Drop the top on the stang yeah
Drippin sauce she can taste
Tell them catchup (Ketchup) no heinz yeahh
Man these niggas they late
I f*ck it up and they cant
I ran it up then I banked
I hit the booth to escape
I hit the gas and its dank
I hit the gas then I shake
She shaking ass for that bank
I put them racks in a safe
Pullup
Smokin' that gas pack
Driving foreign
I snatch that
220 I dash that
Im wherever that cash at
Put in work like a lab rat
Making plays out the hatchback
I got rid of my last batch
(Oohhhh I got rid of my last batch)
Feel myself like a freak
I can dig her physique
Drippin sauce but im neat
I aint never off beat
Play no games in these streets
Made a way for my team
We forever gone eat
Smokin' that gas pack
Driving foreign
I snatch that
220 I dash that
Im wherever that cash at
Put in work like a lab rat
Making plays out the hatchback
I got rid of my last batch
(Oohhhh I got rid of my last batch)
Feel myself like a freak
I can dig her physique
Drippin sauce but im neat (Sauce)
I aint never off beat
Play no games in these streets
Made a way for my team
We forever gone eat
We forever gone eat
I aint taking no plea
Judge can offer me 3
Imma take it in peace
Know I ride with my piece
Im on point I aint sleep
Shordy neat in the streets
But a freak in the sheets
I just met a lil' thang yeahh
And she straight from the Bay
I cant remember her name yeahh
She keep calling me bae
Drop the top on the stang yeah
Drippin sauce she can taste
Tell them catchup (Ketchup) no heinz yeahh
Man these niggas they late
I f*ck it up and they cant
I ran it up then I banked
I hit the booth to escape
I hit the gas and its dank
I hit the gas then I shake
She shaking ass for that bank
I put them racks in a safe
Pullup
Smokin' that gas pack
Driving foreign
I snatch that
220 I dash that
Im wherever that cash at
Put in work like a lab rat
Making plays out the hatchback
I got rid of my last batch
(Oohhhh I got rid of my last batch)
Feel myself like a freak
I can dig her physique
Drippin sauce but im neat
I aint never off beat
Play no games in these streets
Made a way for my team
We forever gone eat
Writer: Kyle Jackson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid