Pull up

By Memo600

Released on February 3, 2018

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[Verse 1:]

No leg shot, head shots, dreads hot, red dot, smoke opps

STEVE-BLOCK, D-BLOCK, rib shots, shell pop, shell hot

Left his brain stuffed on da mailbox, leave da scene before twelve hop

'Cause I pulled up, asked his ass was he wit da shits he was like, "Hell naw',"

I ain't even give a whole clip, I only dumped like 12 off

Y'all niggas lose screws, be cool 'fore a nigga nail y'all

Follow you home, trail y'all, shorty a snitch, he gone tell on y'all

I remember, locked up, late night on 'nem jail calls


[Hook:]

Nigga say Steve Drive, then that must be two blocks

Shoot his car up, 2-Pac, I'm in these trenches you not

Betta' stay up in yo' lane 'fore you come a new block

There SIX0 to O-BLOCK, fuckin wit da vultures


[Verse 2:]

What we smokin', 'dats 'dat potion, ain't no loafin', eyes open

Smoke Jermaine to the brain, we ain't fuckin wit no lames

SnitchK get back, street light knock a nigga shit back, you wit dat?

I ain't trynna hear no chit-chat, check yo mans

Me an foenem ride with steamers, high off the best friends

TB, Poppie, I ain't worried 'bout what da' next man say he gone do for me

Know them Steve Drive boys gone' shoot for me, (bahhh)


[Hook:]

Nigga say Steve Drive, then that must be two blocks

Shoot his car up, 2-Pac, I'm in these trenches you not

Betta' stay up in yo' lane 'fore you come a new block

There SIX0 to O-BLOCK, fuckin wit da vultures