Pull your Card Lyrics

(Thanks, Zachary)

(T this bitch up, Tone)

Uh, I gotta get my bag up for them fuck niggas

'Member days I was posted up without no luck, nigga

Now it's foreign cars, riding back seat with it tucked, nigga

And I'm a silent nigga, might just look happy but I bust triggers

Ayy, bitch, I'm in the dice game

Shooting dice like a shooting guard

He thought it was real sweet, Marty quick to pull your card

Bitch, I slide I don't do barking, we just made a movie, sparking

When we slide we hit our target

We don't miss, we shoot with caution

Bitch, I got my mind right on that paper

Fuck a opp, them niggas just hater

I used to be on the block with the takers

Let the Drac' sing then it take 'em

Thеy keep yelling, "Lil' Bookie go crazy

Let his grandma tеll it, he amazing"

"How he sixteen going so crazy?"

All these questions be making me angry, uh

"Bookie a bitch, why the fuck he got deals calling?

"He can't even rap, he was just fronting for Snap'"

"He got his mask on but he really not that"

We gotta get 'em right back

Bricky keep shooting, ain't nobody shooting back

We gotta get 'em right back

Bricky keep shooting, ain't nobody shooting back, uh

What that tell y'all? Niggas bitches, they ain't on shit

Got me pissed off

Me and my niggas hottest youngest in the city

Mad 'cause it ain't y'all

Bitch, we ain't ducking no smoke, we want all smoke

Uh, fuck the city up, why? Uh, uh, uh

'Cause we don't give no fuck, bitch

43 be my block and we gon' show you something, uh

Got thirty shots in this Glock and I ain't going for nothing

Uh, I gotta get my bag up for them fuck niggas

'Member days I was posted up without no luck, nigga

Now it's foreign cars, riding back seat with it tucked, nigga

And I'm a silent nigga, might just look happy but I bust triggers

Ayy, bitch, I'm in the dice game

Shooting dice like a shooting guard

He thought it was real sweet, Marty quick to pull your card

Bitch, I slide I don't do barking, we just made a movie, sparking

When we slide we hit our target

We don't miss, we shoot with caution

Bookie, bitch, I go retarded, gotta finish what we started

Fuller days, we all was starving, 43rd to the fucking gardens

Ask the opps, we been a army, grandpa died, I felt departed

Bricky Gang, we move the smartest, I just want my niggas balling

Uh, uh, why you niggas always gotta hate up on a nigga?

They say time make yo' money, so I ain't waiting on no nigga

I'm from that block where they always tryna spray up at a nigga

Better play yo' cards right 'cause we been hanging up them niggas

Uh, I gotta get my bag up for them fuck niggas

'Member days I was posted up without no luck, nigga

Now it's foreign cars, riding back seat with it tucked, nigga

And I'm a silent nigga, might just look happy but I bust triggers

Ayy, bitch, I'm in the dice game

Shooting dice like a shooting guard

He thought it was real sweet, Marty quick to pull your card

Bitch, I slide I don't do barking, we just made a movie, sparking

When we slide we hit our target

We don't miss, we shoot with caution