Pull Up (TTP3) Trae tha Truth (Ft. Maxo Kream)

[Chorus: Trae Tha Truth]
All my niggas down to ride
You ain't bout it, nigga, you done lie
I'm cold, every time I slide
Couple niggas, chopper up inside
I get money, nothin here is free
Nothin fake, real is what you see
Yeah, you hard, but you can't fuck with me
Now pull up, pull up

[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth]
I hear haters thinkin something sweet
Pull up, this chopper take him off his feet
You ain't talkin money, ain't no point of speakin
Bitch, I'm about that action, all you do is cheap
Ain't no other standing, fuck a conversation
I'm king, respected across the nation
Pull up on a nigga, run up like we racing
I don't catch a charge, be like a home invasion
I fill up a nigga, like four cups
Asshole by nature, give no fucks
I kill a nigga dead, no toetrucks
It's me, nigga, don't look tough
Don't take much to catch a body, fuck the Mozerati
Stole it, pull up like a jocky
Grab the Drako, beam him up like he's Scotty
Take care of you, beat him up, like we was Rocky