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)