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Yeah (yeah)
Pull up my pants on these niggas
Yeah (Yeah)
Woo (Woo)
Pull up my pants on these niggas (Oyy)
(Watcha say)
Look

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  • Written: Pardison Fontaine
  • Release Date: August 4, 2015

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[Intro]

Yeah (yeah)
Pull up my pants on these niggas
Yeah (Yeah)
Woo (Woo)
Pull up my pants on these niggas (Oyy)
(Watcha say)
Look

[Chorus]

Intelligent nigga
But they love me on this trap shit
I said: "I do I for the Viiiiine"
Now I do it for the ratchets
Every time I hit the booth
That's a brand new classic
That's why I'm killing these niggas
Put the nail in the casket
Intelligent nigga
But they love me on this trap shit
I said: "I do I for the Viiiiine"
Now I do it for the ratchets
City on standstill
I got a hoe to do a backflip
And I ain't gotta do it
But I'm looking like the number one draft pick

[Verse 1]

Look look look
I said niggas wasn't around when I dropped
Now I roll around when they drop
They wanna be down, I'll pop
Don't you know I worked for this shit?
Niggas think I found what I got
Back when I wasn't important
Niggas wasn't supporting, man
Niggas just doubted a lot
But I've been the man in the house since 4, my nigga
Niggas couldn't count on my pops
Now I roll around in the drop
Then the block, down top
Screaming hit 'em up, niggas always Pac when he sayin'
I could take a picture with your bitch right now
But you wouldn't see nothing, but the top over here
Call up my phone about yo bitch nigga
Hold up right there, nigga stop what you're saying
All of my shirts got K's on the back
So niggas know that I'm not with to play
Aw man
Party? Got another one
Pussy niggas ain't see it coming, like a sucker punch
Eyes in the store with the bitches in the honeybunch
Don't know where I stay, but they fear where I'm coming from
Yeah
Bust it open, bend it over, bring it back
You know daddy gon' like it like that
I don't lie, girl, I only state facts
And I ain't tricking on you, I don't got it like that
I’m a

[Chorus]

Intelligent nigga
But they love me on this trap shit
I said: "I do I for the Viiiiine"
Now I do it for the ratchets
City on standstill
I got a hoe to do a backflip
And I ain’t gotta do it
But I’m looking like the number one draft pick

[Verse 2]

Hella Bent, hella faded, from a city with niggas that never made it
Couple songs got the nigga hood famous
Fuck the DJ that had my shit and never played it
My nigga, this my nigga’s money
Never rearrange it
Got some liquor and some strippers
Got it looking like it’s Vegas
That ain’t my baby, baby
I ain’t finna claim it
No glove, no love, and it’s word to Gary Payton
Look
Pussy niggas, I don’t wanna get along with you
All you rappers, I don’t wanna do a song with you
I can tell, you niggas is sweet
And I ain’t want nobody getting the wrong picture
You ain’t gay,

[?]

pussy yet?
Bitch, what’s wrong with you
You could only be fucking two people, girl
And that’s either me or the wrong nigga
Bunch of bills, pay ‘em when i need ‘em
Girl butt naked, layin’ in my DM
Niggas hatin’ on me often, the AM to the PM
But you see what I’m saying, now I’m saying when I see ‘em
Talking like birds, and then chickening out
Squad right here, we tryna figure it out
You tried tying us down, she still giving it out
One thing I never give a hoe is the benefit of the doubt
‘Cause I’m a