This is a song about "Pull up with the guap"

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Pull out the pesticide education supplied

Thumbs up, guns to the gut, pull your trig, shot like the notorious b.i.g,

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

I pull up, stick the sword in your gut

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

The miracle we finna pull.

Up in the sky, on a gulf stream tour

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Pull out the pesticide education supplied

Pull up to my trap, i full plays

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Get the guap they want a slice of everything that you got

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block