Pull Up

Lyrics

Full up my pants, full up my other pants Fill em up with rubber bands Tryna hold a hundred grand, make it rain like Donna Manne Sold my shot, I burned my hands Good luck, need another hand Add another hand, earn it off the jams Drink em, jump like Mads See a stunt, got down, get the bands While we giggle and stand Off the shit, can't stand Off in lil' life slams They all know the nasty Yeah, we eat like champs Off the bread, get it, bread Get it, do it, yeah I pull up my pants, pull up my other pants I got eight pockets, I fill with rubber bands Pull up my pants, pull up my other pants Not in them pockets, might need another pants I pull up my pants, pull up my other pants I got eight pockets, I fill with rubber bands Pull up my pants, pull up my other pants Not in them pockets, might need another pants See who we walkin, they lookin, we talkin' They ridin, we rockin, they bitin, they watchin We poppin' off top like a cork, do twists like a corkscrew, don't do it for you And if we talkin, we jumpin' low pockets I'm deep in the trunks and I lock it, I never can stop it I screw it and chop it, got cuts on the tripod But I got no chugging, we spinnin' the quad, bitch Takin' a medicine, yeah, we the better men Flowin' like sediment, do it so effortless Makin' a feel so effervescent Like shine of the necklaces, watch the signs Say we the bestest shit, uh They told me they painted a portrait, well, it too easy, we make it up for it Feel here like a wizard, here like a sorcerer I pull up my pants, pull up my other pants I got eight pockets, I fill with rubber bands Pull up my pants, pull up my other pants Not in them pockets, might need another pants I pull up my pants, pull up my other pants I got eight pockets, I fill with rubber bands Pull up my pants, pull up my other pants Not in them pockets, might need another pants Thanks for watching