Pull Up In The Range (Conjuring) [Original]

[Intro] Eating confident Bitch,  you ain't hotter than me You  a condiment [Verse] Sprinkle the money on that bitch ass like a condiment I done got to the bag, you still tryna figure out who your father is I  ain't need my dad I still got cash, yeah for me, that's common sense Pulling  up in that Ghost, skrrt, (Huh), just like The Conjuring Nowadays, I get too high, it feels like that I won't die Spread  my wings, and I'm gon' fly, fuck nigga it's go time, uh Raw when I hit it, I like my beats raw when I hit it (Uh, uh) I hit that bitch raw when I hit it (Uh) I'ma put in her jaw for a minute (Uh) She  got good head, told her, "Come Harvard a nigga" (Uh) Good top come barber, a nigga (Uh) Bomb pussy, Pearl Harbor a nigga (Uh) But there ain't no charging a nigga (Uh) I don't pay for the pussy, I get it (Uh) Like my dick on ice, she slipping (Uh) Ike Turner, I beat up the kitten (Uh) Kicked her out and told her, "Good riddance" (Uh) She gon' miss me when I'm gone (Uh) I just be Drizzyin' bitches (Uh) Nothing Was the Same that ho (Uh) [Chorus] Pull up in a Range that's Rove' (Uh huh) Lean just touched down, let's go (Uh huh) Pull up in a Range that's Rove' (Uh huh) Lean just touched down, let's go (Uh huh) Pull up in a Range that's Rove' (Uh huh) Lean just touched down, let's go (Uh huh) Pull up in a Range that's Rove' (Uh huh) Lean just touched down, let's go (Uh huh)