[Intro]
Fuck all of that talkin’ shi

[Chorus]
Pull up
Pull up skrrr
We got two trucks
In that in that benz baby yea this is too much
In that in that sprinter van yea not no tour bus huh
I’m tryna flex on all my ex’s show them what they missed out on
I’m tryna rub it in they faces shi that they can put them on
You won’t cop my fit boy, know you can’t this shi a one on one
All you n- swear you crashin’ out but ain’t ever shoot a gun

[Verse 1]
I was in them places you can’t get into foe you twenty-one
Already know that I’m that father cause I got me so many son’s
I was tryna add it up why you so fake can’t find the sum
How you talk behind my back see me in person acting dumb huh?
And I guess that’s how this shi go ‘cause these n- talk too bold
These n- act like someone they not but bitch I am not sold
I just walked in with Balenciaga, walked out with three more
Put some kicks that I already know of finna put it in my wardrobe
I show love to all my fans see me and they almost pass out
I got a n- on go for me right now and he ready to crash out
And I got a bullet balenci belt on me cause I don’t like havin my ass out
Ain’t nothin’ free in this life, so don’t expect no pass outs
[Chorus]
Pull up
Pull up skrrr
We got two trucks
In that in that benz baby yea this is too much
In that in that sprinter van yea not no tour bus huh
I’m tryna flex on all my ex’s show them what they missed out on
I’m tryna rub it in they faces shi that they can put them on
You won’t cop my fit boy, know you can’t this shi a one on one
All you n- swear you crashin’ out but ain’t ever shoot a gun

[Chorus]
Pull up
Pull up skrrr
We got two trucks
In that in that benz baby yea this is too much
In that in that sprinter van yea not no tour bus huh
I’m tryna flex on all my ex’s show them what they missed out on
I’m tryna rub it in they faces shi that they can put them on
You won’t cop my fit boy, know you can’t this shi a one on one
All you n- swear you crashin’ out but ain’t ever shoot a gun