Pull Up Music

Yay, yea, yeah, ah

Ay

(DeBaby, DeBaby, DeBaby)

I back to my baby, Jesus, here

(That ain't DeBaby, that's my baby)

Let me get back on my hustle

Fuck a friend, it's off the muscle

You smokin' dick, you think I trust you?

Burn a **** like I'm Usher

I don't go back and forth all on the internet

Have no interest for discussion

Pull her hair and choke her while we fuckin'

I prolly give her a concussion

I need a plate and I ain't tryna wait

I'm so fuckin' hungry I could starve

My **** snuck in with the rod

I'm 'bout whatever, that's on God

I go to jail, I pay the bond

Please don't waste my fuckin' time

Hate on me I hit your hoe

Play with me, I get that iron

Can we fuckin' keep a secret?

That's a forty, bitch, I keep it

My bitch a fuckin' Puerto Rican

I fuck her every other weekend

They swagger jackin', I can peep it

These **** jackin' my steelo

Bitch, it's a brick, it's a kilo

I beat a **** up like Deebo

His bitch got at me on the D-low

I'm wit' my **** shootin' cee-lo

Wouldn't run up on me, that's a no go

I keep it on me like it's legal, bitch

DeBaby, DeBaby, DeBaby, DeBaby

(That ain't DeBaby, that's my baby)

Ah, ay

Huh, they shoulda told you I'm comin'

**** play with me, I mop it

Pull up on me, think I'm bluffin'?

Buss it on ya, have ya runnin'?

Ya bitch can get it if she want it

I'm killin' ya bitch from the back

I smack her ass and keep her comin'

All my ****, they a hunnid

Police behind me, I'm runnin'

My hoe make your hoe look ugly

I don't do dimes, I do 20's

20 thousand on a Monday

30 thousand on a Tuesday

Caught ya bitch out on a Wednesday

She like my style, I had a choosin'

Sleep on me and then you losin'

Got a beam on the chopper

Make you lean when I pop it

Got some lean from the doctor

Wherever you see me, I'm ready

My name a weight, this shit heavy

Got ya bitch face in my lap, parked at the 7/11

Yeah, we at pump number nine

This ain't no pump, this a iron

They ain't let me in with the forty, snuck in the back with the 9

These **** be actin' and lyin'

Postin' up statuses cryin'

There really really ain't no real ****

And I'm 'bout to light the bih' line, ay

(DaBaby)