Pull Up lyrics

[Intro: Doodie Lo]
All these n*ggas think they gangsters, they ain't gangsters, ayy
Draco to his f*ckin' face, b*tch
Let's get it
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: Doodie Lo]
All these n*ggas think they gangsters, they ain't gangsters, ayy (b*tch)
Pull up in a striker, Draco to his f*ckin' face (Boom)
Ran out of lean, broski poured another eight (Lean)
Don't let them n*ggas gas you up 'cause you gon' die today
Foenem slide on them opp n*ggas (Slide)
Pillow talkin' to that b*tch, she give yo' drop, n*gga (pus*y)
Never cared about whoever don't rock with us (Gang)
C3 poppin' out the cut, b*tch, he drop n*ggas

[Verse 1: Timo]
Pull up rockin' out like thirty with that chop, n*gga
Don't f*ck around with no off-brand pipes, wе got Glocks, n*gga
Reach for this chain then have yo' brains all ovеr yo' socks, n*gga
We ain't no rappers, we some f*ckin' rock stars, n*gga
Nikkos, Dracos, we got sh*t that go through cars, n*gga
You think you gang, poppin' out with that sh*t'll get you robbed, n*gga
We high-speed ready, make them b*tches do they job, n*gga
All my opps, they cliquin' up 'cause this sh*t hard
[Verse 2: C3]
Gang, you go that way, I go that way, I bet we hit 'em up
How they tryna beef with us and they ain't got enough?
Put that sh*t up on his head, them vultures hit him up
And he gon' need a ambulance to come and get him up
He tryna beef up on the 'net and I ain't into that
We catch 'em out, buck-buck, hit his f*ckin' back
Like Timo, it's a go, we gon' get 'em wet
I put that sh*t up on Stone and that's gon' get 'em checked

[Verse 3: Doodie Lo]
They know that Doodie, he from Kankakee (Kankakee)
That last pus*y n*gga got killed tryin' to play with me (Facts)
How you sayin' you a killer but you told somethin'? (b*tch)
They phony, kids can see I'm up, they wanna hold somethin' (f*ck 'em), there he go
Fell out that car and take his top off (Grah)
He a ho, he be woofin', he ain't drop nothin' (f*ck 'em)
It's a go, get in traffic and go pop somethin' (Skrrt, boom)
I ain't go to school, I ain't had no locker
If they catch 'em, spot 'em, drop 'em
Xan and lean, I need a doctor, smokin' dope like a rasta
Get a bag, I got a lotta, I be trappin' like my father
OTF, them my loyal brothers (b*tch)
We came from that mud, but we blood brothers (But we blood brothers)
That n*gga Zoo Wop, he be tweakin', he a motherf*cker
[Chorus: Doodie Lo]
All these n*ggas think they gangsters, they ain't gangsters, ayy (b*tch)
Pull up in a striker, Draco to his f*ckin' face (Boom)
Ran out of lean, broski poured another eight (Lean)
Don't let them n*ggas gas you up 'cause you gon' die today
Foenem slide on them opp n*ggas (Slide)
Pillow talkin' to that b*tch, she give yo' drop, n*gga (pus*y)
Never cared about whoever don't rock with us (Gang)
C3 poppin' out the cut, b*tch, he drop n*ggas