PULLED UP E

Yeah, pulled up in a Porsche. Pulled off in a Wraith. Yeah, pulled up in a Porsche. Pulled off in a Wraith. Yeah, pulled up in a Porsche. Yeah, pulled off in a Wraith. On God, saw my old bitch yesterday, You should've seen her face. Pull up in a Porsche. That bitch poor, anemic. Got that Rolls Royce. That bitch too conceited. Then I got the beef, had to get a Patty. Four kids for the Audi, Y'all other niggas petty. Bet you ain't got more money than Harmony and Heaven. Flat black Chevy, flat black MAC-11. All that I want is some action. Put that shit up with a Phantom. Niggas don't know how to act. When I pull up, bitches pull out they cameras. Yeah, pulled up in a Porsche. Pulled off in a Wraith. Yeah, pulled up in a Porsche. Yeah, pulled off in a Wraith. Yeah, pulled up in a Porsche. Pulled off in a Wraith. On God, saw my old bitch yesterday, You should've seen her face. Swear you pussy niggas sweeter than some crème Brûlée. I got niggas in the kitchen that'll raise Up with your face. Fried chicken in my fuckin' Wraith. Listen. Eating diner chicken in my fuckin' Wraith, What can I say? Greasy fingers, spill some hot Sauce on that leather suede ceiling. Barbecue interior, collard green exterior. All these cars outside, I can't decide which one To drive. And all these hoes outside, I can't decide which one I want inside. Yeah, pulled up in a Porsche. Yeah, pulled off in a Wraith. Yeah, pulled up in a Porsche. Yeah, pulled off in a Wraith. Yeah, pulled in a Porsche. Pulled off in a Wraith. On God, saw my old bitch yesterday, You should've seen her face.