Luvsic - Pull Up

Pull up to the party and you know you gettin
Paper
Pop the molly later
I don't wanna save her
If you like my girl then you know you just got good taste sir
I like any typa girl
I like any flavor
I like any flavor and that pussy now or later
But I don't think about that too much cause it get in the way of my paper
When I pass out I'll be meeting my maker
But for now I'll be passing the rock like I was a laker
You could hate first but I promise you'll love me when I'm in the paper
Y'all just fakers y'all be signing like politicians and you ain't even mayors
Will I make it alone will I be selfish
Throwin up devil horns on my album makin me hellish
Fuck with me on the wrong day then you catching some damage
Caesar the plug you living in Vegas live in a palace
21 I had to keep a blade had to keep it savage
Livin' lavish, fuck a bad bitch, on a mattress, in a mansion
Breakin' her legs like she was pg with her foot In the stantion
I'm everlastin
Never been last in anything
I Been the last man
98k in the back of the brinks
And I'm breaking the bank while I'm climbing the ranks
Skate on you Bitches I got me a rink
Sucio boy yeah I got me a C
I am somebody you don't wanna see
I pull up on you my chopper gon scream
Beat building the pressure I gotta release
If I catch a body I'll never release
You gave up a thousand for all of those beats
Not pay to win you could never beat me
I never fuck like my name was Ri
On another level couldn't be me
Signing my name beat was a lease
Getting the most saying the least
Fucking with me then I gotta release
I'm here to stay signed a re-lease
Pull up to the party and you know you gettin
Paper
Pop the molly later
I don't wanna save her
If you like my girl then you know you just got good taste sir
I like any typa girl
I like any flavor
Your girl approach my girl then you know we gonna take her
Pull up to the party and you know you gettin
Paper
Pop the molly later
I don't wanna save her
If you like my girl then you know you just got good taste sir
I like any typa girl
I like any flavor
All up on my jock Bitch get off my Dick
I'm quarterback imma run this shit
Used to do it all just to fuck a niggas bitch
Had to leave her man's cause she want luvsic
Now she won't leave
kick her to the street
Now she won't leave oh
Kick her to the street
Pull up to the party and you know you gettin
Paper
Pop the molly later
I don't wanna save her
If you like my girl then you know you just got good taste sir
I like any typa girl
I like any flavor
Your girl approach my girl then you know we gonna take her
Pull up to the party and you know you gettin
Paper
Pop the molly later
I don't wanna save her
If you like my girl then you know you just got good taste sir
I like any typa girl
I like any flavor
(Luvsic, fuck wit it)

Written by:
Enrique Vincent, Karlos Mendes

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