This is a song about "Oh pull up"

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Oh, did i knock them on the streets, line them up neat

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Chop it up like jay voorhees, pull triggers when messin' with,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

The attacks just started fucker so pull up a seat.

Oh lord please up in heaven i'm down for whatever.

Can't change who i am, i just try to get better

Pull the trigger kill a nigga oh he's a hero

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Up late awoken by a bright night light, oh what a site

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

The type of nigga we trip up and leave for 5-oh

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe