This is a song about "Pulling bitches"

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Yo we're simply pulling triggers, making dough, full of liquor,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I feel the whole thing pulling my soul straight outta my anatomy

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Cuz i'm pulling skirts up exposing you ladies,

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Call me gob bluth cuz i'll be pulling tricks life long.

And it's pulling me apart a part

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

Then i'm pulling out my shlong and share the cum all along

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

I've been pulling myself out this dump, i've been feelin' #too #weak,