Pull My Trigger - Intellectual

[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