This is a song about "I pull bitches"

In the sight i am eyeing, i pull it the bullet's stuck

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

I remember shittin on all these bitches.

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

Just a little push and i got a lot of pull

How can i convey this

I salivate at fine bitches

They bringing me fish and chips

I pull my dick out for free tastings

I pull up with drop top data make ya heart stop

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot