Pull Up - Intellectual

[Intro]

Pull up, pull up, pull up yeah yeah yeah (x4)

[Chorus]

Pull up in the night

And these bitches wanna cry (Ouh...)

Money on my mind, workin erday of my life (On a loop...)

Smokin' on them clouds, bitch you know I'm in the sky

Flexin all around the world and I ain't even tryin

[Verse]

Pull up, mood up yeah

Always gotta keep the hustle up

Pull up, roll up ay

Niggas ain't playin games

Fuck you up cus you is lame

On some cute shit but I can be gang

Nigga the fuck you sayin

Nigga yeah yeah nigga what

Countin on money bands

Twerking with my friends

Making music hits, booty bouncin to the beat

And they wish they could've stopped me

Now it's too late they feel shitty

Ain't nobody could've stopped me

Cus I'm that fucking witch bitch

[Pre-Chorus]

And I'm bout to get real rich

And I'm bout to spend hunnids on my cat's wishlist

So I don't care if you hate me

You see bitch I ain't got nothing to prove

If you smart then you know I'm smarter than you