Pull Up

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan (Young Thug)] We 'bout to pull up Who you pulling up with Rich Homie? (Young Thugger) I'm talkin' 'bout that's my mo'fuckin' brother Let's go, let's go! [Hook: Both] Magic City, Follies, Bitches wildin', make me pull up Molly cleaner than a stylist, 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 [Verse 1: 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' (Rich Homie) Thank you Lord, I made it And when it come to strip club, my favorite [Hook: Both] Magic City, Follies, Bitches wildin', make me pull up Molly cleaner than a stylist, 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 [Verse 2: 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 pay Got more loud than a parade No copy but her face I paste Hoes fight I say like a race Chop a nigga in, body 3, no way Young nigga, diamond yellow like I go to maize Wait, I'm movin' these birds, nut in your face Skeet skeet skeet (nut in your face) Swear to God I think a blunt came with my shoes (That's the way they lay laced) Get the fuck out my face and pull up to [Hook: Both] Magic City, Follies, Bitches wildin', make me pull up Molly cleaner than a stylist, 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 [Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan and Young Thug] I don't know none of these niggas All my niggas, they bout it, 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 latest 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) LeBron at the baseline (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