Pull up in something new
They say I talk about splashing opps too much
Now you wanna hear a song 'bout you
You never knew a driller had all this love

Love for designer boo
But if I see them imma make a fuss
Baby girl you won't have a clue
I'll probably have you riding too

All I know is drills and bands and ride nonstop
Baby it's the life that I got
I was in the stu' thinking 'bout you
When, I was with The Writers Block

I'm Loski loose cool kid got it hot
Say I ain't on piss are you taking the piss, I bore through tops
Pull up, pull up ooh
Bet I got everyone shocked

I'm the nude stepper, truth teller who's better
LV queen she dressed in two letter
Canada Goose fur but baby I'm not Pressa
Saturday poppin' tonight it's a show seller

I, pull up on them like who's brave
I'm loose not insane, boujee I'm not great
The paigon in my chattings their chattings it's okay
But they ain't even splashing and they ain't got no pay

Pull up in something new
They say I talk about splashing opps too much
Now you wanna hear a song 'bout you
You never knew a driller had all this love

Love for designer boo
But if I see them I'ma make a fuss
Baby girl you won't have a clue
I'll probably have you riding too

I'm a spartan not a bad yute
I got gyal saying splash I got Drake saying mad move
Told you spin the whip 'cause I had too
Run through bands boo, baby throw it back she said she glad to

I'm not your average type
I like to ball like Mike Jordon
French kissing Moncler she look gorgeous
Opp block we don't care we all touring

Catch him up my brudda' saying leave him
Ay brudda' your buzzing he been tweaking
4 pipe bark a skeng just love speeding
Hold on to my mash if you love me if you mean it

Harlem hot summer keep it tucked on the waistline
Did you see what I done like J Hus and JAE5
Boomin' your trap house boomin'
We left with more dark and left with more white

Pull up in something new
They say I talk about splashing opps too much
Now you wanna hear a song 'bout you
You never knew a driller had all this love

Love for designer boo
But if I see them I'ma make a fuss
Baby girl you won't have a clue
I'll probably have you riding too

I never run from the paigons
I try to spin it and blaze them
You watched your bro, run around though
I should've left him with Satan

If I put your name in my playlist
Maybe you'll think that your famous
But that's how it goes, you know you know
I keep it fly like a spaceship

Pull up in something new
They say I talk about splashing opps too much
Now you wanna hear a song 'bout you
You never knew a driller had all this love

Love for designer boo
But if I see them I'ma make a fuss
Baby girl you won't have a clue
I'll probably have you riding too

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Writer(s): Jyrelle Justin O'Connor