Tonart: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
F
Am
Hella fake, you better pull up on me
F
I hope you feel the same when
you see my face,
Am
You better pull up on me
prepared to shake,
Am
You better pull up on me
F
Now you wanna be my friend,
no you ain't safe,
Am
You better pull up, homie
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up on me
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up on me
I heard you talkin' crazy,
Am
You better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same
Verse 2
Dm
No, I don't think they know
Am
They don't know how this go
They think I'm broke
What a fuckin' joke
When I walk in the door, I get my dough
Dm
Then a bitch get low
Am
I used to kill them poles,
now I kill them shows
Dm
They don't like my growth,
Yeah, 'cause all my bitches
that be gettin' with me
If I put a fifty, they gon' put a fifty
Every night, ask whose rendezvous
F
It was king of swingers and
the shonty with me
Am
I had to go get it on some real shit
F
If you a real bitch, you gon' feel this
Am
Every single nigga that came my way
F
I finesse and juug on some ill shit
Am
So much people think they know my pussy
F
But no one can say they fucked
Am
Please show me hoe facts
F
Am
Name- drop, round 'em up
That bum bitch like to run her mouth
F
I swear to God I'ma lay her out
Am
When I catch you on the
side of town
F
My Guiseppe heels gonna stomp you out
Am
I'm tired of playin',
I'm tired of playin'
I'ma give you hell,
F
you gon' think I'm Satan
Am
I see you mad 'cause I'm 'bout to have
F
this whole shit on lock
Incarceration
Am
Someone gave you wrong information
You try to play me,
Am
But it's all good 'cause
when you see my face
F
Shit don't come out like it's
Am
constipation
Verse 3
Am
F
You stuck, bitch, yeah
Am
F
I know it sucks, bitch, yeah
Am
F
Pull up, bitch, yeah
Am
F
Am
Like wassup, bitch, yeah
Verse 4
Pull up on me
I heard you talkin' crazy,
Am
You better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when
you see my face,
You better pull up on me
Ain't no backin' down,
Am
You better pull up on me
Now you wanna be my friend,
Am
Dm
You better pull up, homie
Verse 5
Dm
Let's go, I mean come on now,
F
Am
who you tryna flex for?
Why you actin' like I won't leave
you down in the ground?
But you knew what it was from the get- go
That Cardi on some new shit
Dm
Am
Get that money then I go flip
Dm
Am
Some people think I'm just a dumb bitch
Dm
F
If that was true I wouldn't have shit,
Am
yeah
Bronx bitch 'til the day I die
F
I did my dirt and I ain't gotta lie
Am
You can talk crazy on IG
F
But when I run up, let them hands fly
Am
I don't fuck around with no
fuckin' clowns
F
Any niggas with me, they fuckin' hounds
Am
Any bitches with me, they fuckin' down
So if you really 'bout it, then pull up now
Verse 6
Am
F
You stuck, bitch, yeah
Am
F
I know it sucks, bitch, yeah
Am
F
Pull up, bitch, yeah
Am
F
Like wassup, bitch, yeah
Verse 7
I heard you talkin' crazy,
I know you hella fake,
You better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face,
You better pull up on me
Ain't no backin' down,
Am
You better pull up on me
Now you wanna be my friend,
no you ain't safe,
You better pull up, homie
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