Darkside E — Pulled Off The Lot

Uh lets go Pulled off the lot Pulled straight to the block Niggas gone smile but they really hurting inside When the hate don't work niggas start telling lies Niggas cornballs junior bacons and small fries Niggas small time put that chain up its kinda dim I'm on chill yo bitch look at my ice and fuck around and get the chills Whats the deal I got pills I got syrup take a sip Yo hoe slipping off the drip got it dripping from her lip And I remember selling weed off the bike Now they trying to race at the light Wolf of wall street type of life Been Bout a check fuck a hype Never take a break that's how you get broke Freezing in a hoodie just to get froze Got a few guns at my dispose Catch you talking low I'm a unload I pulled off the lot Pulled straight to the block Two thumbs up but they really thinking of a plot Gone get shot If you really think its worth a shot And you thinking one shot Bitch I'm thinking about the box Wake up go and get it On a early morning mission We be up late nights counting early morning chicken I just seen you seven slouches piled up in a Neon And your bag to bad for me to even speak on I just hit your Missy when If I want to get my freak on Say she had a dream about me told that hoe to dream on And I ain't got to hit the streets when its time to re up I just make a phone call then kick my feet up I just hit your girl then I grab my car keys And I still ain't came across a nigga up to my speed If the pill game slow I run it up with the weed I done splashed in her hair so I'm grabbing her weave Legs hurt From doing leg work Counting net worth Until my hands hurts Fuck that pussy I need the head first You say pimping ain't easy cause your h**s ain't in line Cause you living a lie And nigga maybe thats why And I Pulled off the lot Get a fucking car wash Get admired by the opps I'll still get 'em chopped Uh cause I done pulled off the lot That bitch cost my a lot And I done pulled off the lot