This is a song about "Pull"

And i can already see the flips my opponent will pull

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

They talk say cool jew na the man

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

How they pull off that sick no explanations

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Pull em in abundance

If you feel it, it must be real just

You can't even pull off a drug bust

I'll pull out my fencing sword

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Pull me in, throw me out

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

Can't win with a passive attack

Try to push back i pull back/