Pull My Trigger

Lyrics

[Intro] (P8, catch a bag) (Dxnte, you snapped on this one) [Chorus: DC2Trill] Bitch tried to pull my move on me, she think she slick I'll bust this bitch right through my jacket, get up off me (Promise) Yeah, I'm a certified boss, but no more losses (Certified) Bitch tried to pull my move on me, that's where she lost me (Certified boss) Big boy shit, I pop it often Three bad hoes, I top-floor loft it Leather good, collection costly We don't do no TED talking Before your pussy ass pop up dead, please pay for your coffin Hoggin' up the intersection Tеn hoes in all complexions [Verse 1: DC2Trill] Twenty bands, I just play catch with Front a movе, I had to next it Ain't got no tags on none of my exes Your BD drive an '09 Lexus Too many hoes I could have some sex with Too many poles, don't need to flex it Niggas know I work like Mexi- -Can, coolin' with a whole section She tried to pull my move on me and then she met the exit Nigga, just look up at my ear, you see some book 'em diamonds She tried to pull my move on me, look how quick I find it I'm always ten steps ahead, I don't know why she tried it [Verse 2: OMB Peezy] I just nod my head, he pop up dead, that's how it end Keep a bow on me like a suit, I'm tied in Give me neck like a violin Catch a flight, turn off my phone whenever I feel I'm boxed in Bitch lie again, know the police have to be coming if I ran Too up to relax, bitch Cadillac matte black, Benz painted cream, look like some ChapStick (Rrt) Ain't nothin' but sharks in this water, you better adapt quick (Frrt, frrt) You can die over a diss, I ain't doin' a beef, tryna rap with Bitches be callin' me country, I'm from the city (The city) These niggas be fakin' on me, you can ask anybody, I'm one of the realest (It's Peezy) Windows down, bumpin' that Drac', you would think I'm in my feelings But it ain't comin' out no speaker, bitch, this chopper holdin' a fifty It's Peezy [Verse 3: Trenchrunner Poodie] Ayy, top floor penthouse, look like Russell Simmons, but we got pounds there That same block he just went live on dissing, he got found there AR-15 pistol with a drum, that's my new favorite toy I'm the type would've been shootin' back at Snoop if I was Baby Boy Look at my wrist, check how it glow He don't stand for shit, he know I know I'll send a blitz, just drop the lo' Don't make me make my youngin crash I'm the head coach, but I'll still suit up and go run them bags Three months I done took, when I looked back, I had a hundred stashed Go and ask my city in them trenches, they gon' say I'm solid Certified, I run with concrete boys, sometimes, I feel like Yachty I hit before, I wanna hit again 'cause that's a brand new body She tried to pull my move on me, I kept it P, gave her the Heisman [Chorus: DC2Trill] Bitch tried to pull my move on me, she think she slick I'll bust this bitch right through my jacket, get up off me (Promise) Yeah, I'm a certified boss, but no more losses (Certified) Bitch tried to pull my move on me, that's where she lost me (Certified boss) Big boy shit, I pop it often Three bad hoes, I top-floor loft it Leather good, collection costly We don't do no TED talking Before your pussy ass pop up dead, please pay for your coffin Hoggin' up the intersection Ten hoes in all complexions