This is a song about "Pulling lasses"

That the villains are pulling in

First off congratulations on the win

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

Damn i think i hit writer's block, pulling up to the riders lot

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Before a nigga signed i had a healthier liver

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

Instead of pulling them out of my own mind, but now this time when i rhyme they're mine,

I'm gettin paid for my trade but i'm still realand if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

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

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Pulling people from position

What up girl, tell me how you been