Pull Up Hop Out (Remix) lyrics

[Intro:]
What day like? (woah)
n*gga wanna fight? (so)
Oh (woah)
It's WillThaRapper boy
Aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye

[Hook: WillThaRapper]
I pull up, and hop out
Your b*tch she on my di*k (woah)
I work out, I purp out
Her n*gga mad as sh*t (so?)
I told him pop out, and pull up
He said he wanna kill me (oh)
Why he acting scary?
He got a 30, I knew he wouldn't blow

[Verse 1: WillThaRapper]
It's time to let these n*ggas know
Where I'm from n*ggas killing over clothes
Them b*tches trading up they golds for some dough
They'll set a n*gga up, set they n*ggas up, anyone they know
For a come up, get they funds up, to get any kind of dough
I only f*ck bad b*tches, not just any kind of hoe
Been smoking strong all week, I don't chief any type of dope
These n*ggas traps ain't on the map, they moving any type of dope
Selling crack stepped on like crack junkies don't even wanna smoke
Me with the plug take all the drugs
Then I leave him on a boat
It ain't no 30 in this bubble
Just this nina in my coat
Always got that di*k up in her, swiss Selena jah a hoe
These b*tches uppity as f*ck
She ain't free she gotta go
That triple beam it balance low
My diesel jeans, New Balance flow (woah)
Put my kids all on her lips if that lil b*tch a childish hoe
Disrespectful, I respect who? Not nobody, not a soul
My money running like a nose, its like my pockets got a cold
A lot of dope, count it slow
I shoot til' a choppa blow
She suck my di*k, slob and stroke
But she say she not a ho
I don't argue, fight, or fuss
I catch my nut then adios
Had to cancel all her plans
I bust all on her party clothes
[Hook: WillThaRapper]
I pull up, hop out
Your b*tch she on my di*k (woah)
Aight then, I work out and purp out
Her n*gga mad as sh*t (so?)
I told that n*gga pop out or pull up
He say he wanna kill me (oh)
Why he acting scary, he got a 30
I knew he wouldn't, blow (woah)

[Verse 2: Lil Nei]
Pull up, hop out, rock out
c*ck out, Glock out if I rock out
Pull up, chop out, mops out
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me pull up
And hop out
Your b*tch she on my di*k (woah)
Aight then I work out, might kirk out
Her n*gga mad as sh*t, so?
I ain't lackin, that sh*t happen, then it happen
I'm always packin', get it crackin', go out clappin'
These n*ggas actin', catch me lackin', do not happen

[Outro: WillThaRapper]
I pull up, hop out
Your b*tch she on my di*k (woah)
Aight then, I work out and purp out...