Tonight (Pull Up) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, slime, oh, man
(Dubba-AA flex)
And they say, they say
Yeah, that n*gga there started out crazy
That n*gga ain’t the same no mo’, but I don’t give a f*ck
(Louie Bandz made anotha’ one)

[Chorus]
Because I pull up on ‘em with my head down
Baby I won’t f*ck you from the back, so put yo’ legs down (Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Money on yo’ head, now, feds on our trail, now
b*tch I’m out on bail, but I’m still causin’ hell wit’ it, yeah
(This is the sound)

[Verse 1]
I do not beef, the same n*ggas want some altercations (They do)
Pull up and I’m flexin’ (Huh?), I ain’t stressin’, I got money, baby
Pull up in that Nawf and b*tch I’m tweakin’ with them gunnas, baby
Pull and don’t talk, I’m jumpin’ out, they say that I’m amazin’
Shots to yo’ head if a n*gga try to take mine
Molly what I takе now, shoot you in yo’ face, ha
All my n*ggas tweakin’, tryna figure what I madе, now
Diamonds on my necK and on my pinky in that Wraith, now (Yes slime)
My n*gga dead, so I ain’t really knowin’ what to say (I don’t know)
I’m off these drugs and I’m abusin’ ‘em, it’s all in my face
I got it tatted on my brain that that Hatian is hate
I hide my pain with these chains, I’ma shine everyday
And shawty wanna f*ck me I say “Baby, tonight” (Tonight)
She say “I see you hurtin’, it’s gon’ go away tonight”
I come straight out that dirty, thuggin’ and I’m slayed tonight
I say “Baby I know the way, so just come follow the light”
I don’t really want it if that money funny
And I pull up with a hunnit hundred, hop out, I’m dumpin’
And them people say that I’m a dummy, they think I’m funny
And I’m screaming “n*gga, huh?” Tell me if you wan’ do sum, yeah (Whatchu’ wanna do?)
[Chorus]
Because I pull up on ‘em with my head down
Baby I won’t f*ck you from the back, so put yo’ legs down
Money on yo’ head, now, feds on our trail, now
b*tch I’m out on bail, but I’m still causin’ hell, y’all

[Verse 2]
Shawty say she wanna wear my necklace, I say “No, b*tch”
I say, “You too hot and it’ll melt you, it’s too cold, b*tch”
I ain’t with that faithful sh*t, you see I got my own b*tch (My own)
Quick to make my n*ggas whip a hoe, so watch yo’ tone, b*tch

[Chorus]
Because I pull up on ‘em with my head down
Baby I won’t f*ck you from the back, so put yo’ legs down (Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Money on yo’ head, now, feds on our trail, now
b*tch I’m out on bail, but I’m still causin’ hell, y’all
(This is the sound)