Pull Up

I pull up in the dark, in the night
I got nothing on me
Got the birds in the trap and they singing
Got me running the scene
What you got, I need hunid bands and a rari
Just pull out all the Louis bags, with the money
Rose petals fall when we pull up to the scene
Bullet shells married in the streets
Circle of the kings, never knew defeat
Dead in the ground, where you're found to police
We leave em in the back with all the dust
Blood money trails, man it’s not enough
Birds in the trap, they flock with us
Kill or be killed from dawn to dusk
We moving in the city, with the night bleak
Might peak with the killing in these iced streets
Its likely shit might get dicey
Ain’t no telling really what the fuck you might see
It’s us now, no luck found
Body in the trunk as we moving it through uptown
With circle all black when we ride, push
The bottom and the whip leave the town, shhh
Surrounded by lights, we deep in the city
Deep in the trenches, deep in committee
We talking 10s, 100, thousands and 50s
No chances at all, we untouchable, really
I pull up in the dark, in the night
I got nothing on me
Got the birds in the trap and they singing
Got me running the scene
What you got, I need hunid bands and a rari
Just pull out all the Louis bags, with the money
All black everything when we ride
Peer into the depths of these hollow eyes
They talking, they whispering through the night
We embarking on journeys, we sever ties
Deals with the money in the bag
Fuck a foreign car, whip the Z when I drag
Clips like the moon, when I zoom and she bad
Another body falls, now they name on a tag
How they really feel when we pull up
Pray to God, pray to us
How long it really took us
We here now, Kneel down, never look up