pull up - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Where yo gang? Tell 'em pull up where you are (Pull up where you are)

Where yo gang? Tell 'em pull up where you are

Where is your mans? I'm tellin' him pull up, pull up, ha

Smoking this woodchuck, if you goin' against me, good luck, good luck, ha

(Pull up, pull up, pull up) I open it up, start it with a bang

Off of thе bud, ratchet with a clank

I'm with the Klub, pull up with a tank (When will thеre be no more death?; Pull up with a tank)

(Huh, huh) If you got a mask, then pull up

So I'm ass? I wouldn't go push your luck

You get sweet under pressure like sugar lumps

Not a 'Vette, but we pushing your hood up

Then we sweeping your side like a wood sculpt

You get read by the group like a book club

Last life, guess you had a good run (Good run, ayy)

[Verse]

Coughin' too much, I'm feeling the smoke in my lungs

This ain't a Cake, this that Seran wrap from off of the plug

Three-five on me just for the hour, feel like the ambassador of blunts

They test me, I'll be packin' up a punch

And after that, I'm packin' up a Ru-u-u—

I know some niggas that pull up right to niggas' hoods and getting 'em banged for a buck

I'm the son of a gun, the lies'll slip through your clique, a lick hidden under they tongue

They calling me dumb, I honestly don't give a fuck, just look at what's under my thumb

A puddle of blood, you getting swept under the rug if you think you fuckin' with us (X)

Cutting the drug, this shit, it been ruining my gums

Starting to feel comfortable numb

Stuck in a rut, cro, I need my money upfront

You get turned to the son of my gun

He sent to the sun, the last words that he gon' hear probably some' like, "What have you done?"

That nigga a fiend when it come to the crunch

I'm stacking it up, it's a bundle of bunds

I mean, bands

Messed up the pockets, got five in my pants

Fly like a prince, it's a five when I land

He think he a God, send him back to the land

The stick long, it look like a battering ram

I'll strike down that nigga moxy

He a fake, imitation, a proxy

Hopped on a 'Sama beat and thought he was tuff

That nigga get done like Adolf with the Nazis

You hating on us, you a clone, you a copy

You speaking on cart3r 'cause you cannot top him

So use of his name gonna get you some plays

You a random, ain't doin' it like us, stop it (Ain't doin' it like us, stop)

Niggas thinking they can fuck with the glxtch

Until they nigga getting bucked by a switch

Another target added onto the list

Say the word, catch a hit (Word, catch a hit)

[Bridge]

Where's your mans? Tell 'em pull up where you are (Pull up where you are)

Where's your mans? Tell 'em pull up where you are (Ayy, ayy)

Where's your mans? Tell 'em pull up where you are (Ayy)

Where's your mans? Tell 'em pull up where you are

[Chorus]

Where yo gang? Tell 'em pull up where you are (Pull up where you are; Mm, mm, mm, mm)

Where yo gang? Tell 'em pull up where you are (Pull up where you are)

Where yo gang? Tell 'em pull up where you are (Pull up where you are; Mm, mm)

Where yo gang? Tell 'em pull up where you are (Mm-mm, mm)