Pull Up (Feat. 21 Savage)

Diego, Diego, Hitmaka B-B-Bankroll Got It Pre-Chorus: Mulatto Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp Skrrt Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop Pew, pew, pew Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked Chorus: Mulatto I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes Nah Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code Shh I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes Nah I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow Yeah, yeah Verse 1: Mulatto I might slap the shit out a bitch, caught him playin' around Playin' around I rock Prada, fuck with ballers that be movin' pounds Trappеrs Make that nigga ice me out, these hoes gon' fuck for free, though Free though I get chips like Cheetos, 1942, no Tito Nah Bitch, I'm quarantine clean, you can't touch me with gloves Nigga rollin' off a bean, tryna shoot up the club Shoot up the club Hate when silly hoes talk crazy on the 'Gram, bitch, get your bag up I'm a city girl with the backend, can't wait to go and act up Pre-Chorus: Mulatto Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp Skrrt Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop Pew, pew, pew Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked Chorus: Mulatto, 21 Savage I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes Nah Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code Shh I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes Nah I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow 21 Yeah, yeah Verse 2: 21 Savage I got M's for days, I like sticks and K's 21 I'm a real stepper, I don't stand in line for J's On God If that's your shooter, I hope you paid him minimum wage 21 Caught his BM at the stop sign, she said she go both ways On God I'm big 4L and they know that 21 Run up on me, I'ma blow that Straight up Please tell me where the opps at Straight up 'Cause they never be where the hoes at Pussy What's your advance I blow that Pussy Hunnid round drum, nigga, hold that Pussy I take a Wock when I pour that 21 Them niggas drink green with they broke-ass 21 Chrome Heart jeans with the racks in 'em Facts All my spots got plaques in 'em Facts All my cars got straps in 'em Big facts All my songs got facts in 'em Bigger facts All my opps got rats with 'em 21 Slaughter Gang, I'll stick an ax in 'em 21 Never been friendly, I don't dap niggas 21 I don't want a Grammy, I'm a rap nigga 21 Pre-Chorus: Mulatto Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp Skrrt Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop Pew, pew, pew Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked Chorus: Mulatto I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes Nah Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code Shh I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes Nah I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow Yeah, yeah