Pull Up

[Intro: Doodie Lo]

All these niggas think they gangsters, they ain't gangsters, ayy

Draco to his fuckin' face, bitch

Let's get it

Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: Doodie Lo]

All these niggas think they gangsters, they ain't gangsters, ayy (Bitch)

Pull up in a striker, Draco to his fuckin' face (Boom)

Ran out of lean, broski poured another eight (Lean)

Don't let them niggas gas you up 'cause you gon' die today

Foenem slide on them opp niggas (Slide)

Pillow talkin' to that bitch, she give yo' drop, nigga (Pussy)

Never cared about whoever don't rock with us (Gang)

C3 poppin' out the cut, bitch, he drop niggas

[Verse 1: Timo]

Pull up rockin' out like thirty with that chop, nigga

Don't fuck around with no off-brand pipes, wе got Glocks, nigga

Reach for this chain then have yo' brains all ovеr yo' socks, nigga

We ain't no rappers, we some fuckin' rock stars, nigga

Nikkos, Dracos, we got shit that go through cars, nigga

You think you gang, poppin' out with that shit'll get you robbed, nigga

We high-speed ready, make them bitches do they job, nigga

All my opps, they cliquin' up 'cause this shit 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 shit 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 fuckin' back

Like Timo, it's a go, we gon' get 'em wet

I put that shit up on Stone and that's gon' get 'em checked

[Verse 3: Doodie Lo]

They know that Doodie, he from Kankakee (Kankakee)

That last pussy nigga got killed tryin' to play with me (Facts)

How you sayin' you a killer but you told somethin'? (Bitch)

They phony, kids can see I'm up, they wanna hold somethin' (Fuck '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' (Fuck '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 (Bitch)

We came from that mud, but we blood brothers (But we blood brothers)

That nigga Zoo Wop, he be tweakin', he a motherfucker

[Chorus: Doodie Lo]

All these niggas think they gangsters, they ain't gangsters, ayy (Bitch)

Pull up in a striker, Draco to his fuckin' face (Boom)

Ran out of lean, broski poured another eight (Lean)

Don't let them niggas gas you up 'cause you gon' die today

Foenem slide on them opp niggas (Slide)

Pillow talkin' to that bitch, she give yo' drop, nigga (Pussy)

Never cared about whoever don't rock with us (Gang)

C3 poppin' out the cut, bitch, he drop niggas