Pull Out

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Deor) Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, pull out (Pull out) Pull out (Pull out), pull out (Oh yeah, yeah) Pull out, pull out (Yeah, yeah) Pull out, pull out (Yeah, yeah) I'ma fuck on that ho, then I pull out (Pull out) We on demon time with that Glock out (Glock out) I'ma sicko, 'bout to be a pop out (Pop out) Too much blood, shit, we can't stop now (Stop now) [Verse 1] Drop down (Drop, let 'em drop down), oh, oh I'm not givin' up, bitch, I'm Pacquiao He think he the boss, I'ma take him down We (We), slide on that block with that G seventeen (G seventeen) Wе (We), slide on that block with that G twenty-three (Wе) Boy, you not the Hulk like you mean, you just green Quality shooters came play for my team Rich nigga shooters, they slidin' with beams Pull out, I'ma fuck her, then take her to a cookout She already had a hotdog, it's just cooked now Them young niggas rode, they don't go by the book now Chopsticks, biggest nigga in the hood get shook down (Yeah, yeah) I handle the beef like a chef, I think I could cook now She came around Squid, I got the whole hood down (Yeah) He got his ass robbed shootin' dice, you shouldn't ever put down [Chorus] Yeah, pull out (Pull out) Pull out (Pull out), pull out (Oh yeah, yeah) Pull out, pull out (Yeah, yeah) Pull out, pull out (Yeah, yeah) I'ma fuck on that ho, then I pull out (Pull out) We on demon time with that Glock out (Glock out) I'ma sicko, 'bout to be a pop out (Pop out) Too much blood, shit, we can't stop now (Stop now) [Verse 2] Get in, get out (Get out) Get out (Get out), get in (Get in) I'm so EBK, bitch, I don't fit in (Get in) I'm the shit like a motherfuckin' rear end They guns, I got guns, what we fearin'? (Fearing) Tired of goofies and niggas gettin' weary (Weary) 'Cause I'm weary don't mean that I'm worried (Worried) You ain't ever shot shit, stop the stories (Stop) Demon animal, might buy a hellephant (Hellephant) With my Mexicans dancin' with skeletons (Skeletons) They some wanna-be opps, they irrelevant (Irrelevant) We got switches, these niggas got pellet guns (Brrr) Ooh, put a target on your back tryna be a known shooter Ooh, he gon' crash out, stupid nigga tryna prove it [Chorus] Yeah, pull out (Pull out) Pull out (Pull out), pull out (Oh yeah, yeah) Pull out, pull out (Yeah, yeah) Pull out, pull out (Yeah, yeah) I'ma fuck on that ho, then I pull out (Pull out) We on demon time with that Glock out (Glock out) I'ma sicko, 'bout to be a pop out (Pop out) Too much blood, shit, we can't stop now (Stop now)