This is a song about "Pull up and pop shit"

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

And need to put that shit on bake and pull out a meal

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Than i pop a pill and swallow that shit with an almond joy

But shit fucked up and got tricky

What them tippers don't see

Pull out my groin! to prove a point and shit!

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Now go pull up your panties, and let go of my hand please

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

U know he my nigga so back up or he'll pull his trigger and send you