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youngginfrmdajetz - no pull lyrics

[intro]
(cheat code)
(are you still taking thepaink!llerz?)
they ain’t never no one goin’ crazy like that
yeah, youngg’ in this b+tch, n+gga
yeah, yeah (chase davis on the beat)
long live v.roy

[chorus]
these n+ggas ain’t got no rank, these n+ggas ain’t got no pull
these n+ggas ain’t got no rank, these n+ggas ain’t got no pull
these n+ggas ain’t got no rank, these n+ggas ain’t got no pull
these n+ggas ain’t got no rank, these n+ggas ain’t got no pull
pop out, my coat dior, you know i’m gettin’ chose
these n+ggas out here droppin’ names, you know i cannot go
summer time in the lot, you’ll see me out there pourin’ 4’s
i keep my gun on me, you don’t know it’s in my coat

[verse 1]
i’m young, i’m fresh as h+ll, i pop out 2 bankrolls
these n+ggas lookin’ slimy, foe ‘nem wipe his nose
i grew up in the ‘jets, they try, you bet’ not go
icebox my chain, you know this b+tch hit like the snow
i pop my sh+t any weather
lil b+tch gave me head in a tesla
dirty sh+t, lil boy, get yo’ cake up
glock, srt, n+gga, catch up
n+ggas always sayin’ we together
get caught, n+ggas changin’ like the weather
foe ‘nem doin’ life, i’ll bail ’em
still screamin’ “free my steppers”
i know they’re armed and dangerous
get caught, i bet they change you
lil bro get wild and reckless
can’t wait to catch you, stretch you
just to send you a message
my block get hot like texas
ain’t in the mix, he flexin’
call them, head down, he tax ’em
[chorus]
these n+ggas ain’t got no rank, these n+ggas ain’t got no pull
these n+ggas ain’t got no rank, these n+ggas ain’t got no pull
these n+ggas ain’t got no rank, these n+ggas ain’t got no pull
these n+ggas ain’t got no rank, these n+ggas ain’t got no pull
pop out, my coat dior, you know i’m gettin’ chose
these n+ggas out here droppin’ names, you know i cannot go
summer time in the lot, you’ll see me out there pourin’ 4’s
i keep my gun on me, you don’t know it’s in my coat

[verse 2]
n+ggas switched sides when we lost our big bro
n+ggas know o’block, we was the first ones on the go
spin they sh+t like 5 times, they ain’t see sh+t but a ghost
play with one of mines, we clap ’em up, make him a pose
i can’t put out with no b+tch that’s outside doin’ the most
b+tch you choose yo’ friends over me, then you can go
pull off, fast life, hot car, all these b+tches told
you was in that room pointin’ fingers, boy, you know it
ain’t gon’ let no n+gga, no b+tch, stop me from chasin’ my dough
i got a 5 year old, d3, gotta make sure that he great
12 tryna hit their lights on the side of me, it’s a high speed chase
i got too many blues on me, i’m fresh up out the bank

- youngginfrmdajetz lyrics

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