Pull Up yvngxchris

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[Verse 1]
Oh, come here lil' nigga
Marni for my slippers
She prefer Mr. Williams
One day I'm tryna be on the New York City Times Square Buildings
One day I'm tryna give 100 thousand dollars to all of my siblings
Not just my sisters
All of my brothers from another mother
Hell yeah that's my niggas
New York City we watching the ball drop, pick that shit up; double dribble
I'm inside cus it's raining
She talkin' 'bout it's nun' but some drizzle
He make the Glock sing
That be a street symphony instrumental

[Chorus]
Ask me what I think, tryna get in my mental
How could I trust you, baby, look what your friends do
How could I trust you not fucking that nigga you layin' next to
Why would you trust me
I don't suggest it
I don't respect you
I hit yo' best friend
And then I text you
Like pull up pull up to the B&B
Like pull up I got Givenchy with me
It's hotter than a bitch switch the degrees
Free certified trap got a switchy on me
Football, get blitz in the heat
Coi Leray, need a bitch so petite
Stand on my money, Bol Bol, I don't even need to jump