Pull Up On Ya

[Verse 1] Niggas on the inside wishin' for the outside Peanut butter inside, candy red outside Hit you with the nine now your inside-outside Pull up in that foreign that'll leave your bitch mouth wide Niggas talkin shit, most 'em don't know that I got mob ties Run up on the 'wop and you're gonna end up hog-tied Catch me in the kitchen whippin chickens like it's popeye's ? leave your ass for some hot fries Timbs on slip and slide, I'm a slick guy I'm a black guy, give me five on the black side I'm a trap god, leave your numbers by the black guy He a live-wire, I'ma shut down his wi-fi [Hook] I'ma I'ma I'ma I'ma I'ma pull up on you I'ma call my young niggas and have them pull up on you You don't want no you don't want no niggas to pull up on you I'ma call my young niggas and have them pull up on you I'ma I'ma I'ma I'ma I'ma pull up on you I'ma call my young niggas and have them pull up on you You don't want no you don't want no niggas to pull up on you I'ma call my young niggas and have them pull up on you [Verse 2] Playing with Gucci Mane is just like playing with a lighter Playing games with Gucci Mane is just like touching fire Got tattoos on my face my neck my arm but I'm not a biker Got a 4-5-8 Ferrari, bitch i got the title I'm from East Atlanta Georgia man that shit just like The Wire You say you from Zone 6 but my nigga you know you lyin' I'm a lover and a fighter and a motherfuckin striker These lames keep comin' around me and they know that I don't like it If I spit dead in this nigga face do you think that I tried him? If I tell this bitch she ain't my girl then what the fuck is she crying You would think I'm at the grocery store with the collard greens I'm buying You would kno that i'm the plug cause of all these niggas i'm supplying 'Wop! [Hook]