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letra de pull off - yomookster

[chorus]
had to start the f-cking car before i pulled it off
n-ggas really p-ssy they not tough they really hide and duck
f-ck what type of timing this b-tch on; don’t know don’t give a f-ck
ride around in a manual whip i gotta grab the clutch
zoom right past the n-gga while he boarding on the f-cking bus
n-gga tryna race he riding round in a bucket of rust
n-gga wan run up i up glock that boy get f-cking bust
they said “where your men” i got it tucked, swear i don’t need a soul
i be by my lonely don’t need guards yomookster got a pole
yeah, i was naughty on the 25th ain’t open sh-t but coal
b-tch was getting out of line, i told that lil b-tch play your role

[verse]
bro was scared to pull the trigger told that boy stick to the code
send some shots straight to his belly, made him break his ramadan
these n-ggas fake, we in the future, swear these n-ggas holograms
all these model hoes surrounding me; they want my autograph
sh-t i’m swimming in this beat, nah, i walking on this sh-t
don’t even rap no more, b-tch, this a podcast; talking on this sh-t
why he heard that i’m in his town, why he start locking up his sh-t
“because last time yall were in town, yall start throwing rocks up in my sh-t”

[bridge]
haha, ha, sh-t!
n-gga thought that he on top, you know we had to get him off
n-ggas started catching, so one by one we k!lled em off
if i shoot that f-cking bullet, bet he catch like randy moss
he just came up out the dentist, just to get his t–th shot off
i just revved the f-cking engine, i ain’t gotta hear this b-tch talk
n-gga taking baby steps, i swear to god, bruh, that’s b-tch walk
i just drove by his hood, you know we gotta get that b-tch off
i can’t drive two cars at once, so now i’m contemplating which one
n-gga said he finna shoot me, already know this b-tch won’t
he just got his third eye, lil boy, yeah, i been woke
put the whole d-ck in her mouth, yeah, i’m tryn see this b-tch choke
[chorus]
had to start the f-cking car before i pulled it off
n-ggas really p-ssy they not tough they really hide and duck
f-ck what type of timing this b-tch on; don’t know don’t give a f-ck
ride around in a manual whip i gotta grab the clutch
zoom right past the n-gga while he boarding on the f-cking bus
n-gga tryna race he riding round in a bucket of rust
n-gga wan run up i up glock that boy get f-cking bust
they said “where your men” i got it tucked, swear i don’t need a soul
i be by my lonely don’t need guards yomookster got a pole
yeah, i was naughty on the 25th ain’t open sh-t but coal
b-tch was getting out of line, i told that lil b-tch play your role

- yomookster

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