Ayy, let’s go. Pull up like let’s go
Pull up like let’s go. Pull up like let’s go
I’mma take you on the road, ayy
In and out of stores, ayy
Pull up like let’s go, ayy
Where you wanna go, yeah?
I wanna take you around the world. I wanna go to Japan
I wanna go to Paris. Balmain in my pants
The chopper, it sounds like a drumline
But my pockets full of them bands
Pull up on you: Let’s go. Baby, I been makin' plans
Yeah! You can gon' forget about ya man
Yeah! He smoke point-five. I smoke Grams
Yeah! My bankroll have you like, «Damn!»
And I didn’t even have to scam
Hop in that foreign and skrt, huh
Got the whip goin' berserk, huh
Young nigga fresh out the dirt, ayy
Remember my pockets was hurt, yeah
Now a nigga takin' trips, yeah
Nigga buy a whole Zip, yeah
Nigga tried to ride the wave
Fuck around and seen shells
Ayy, let’s go. Pull up like let’s go
Pull up like let’s go. Pull up like let’s go
I’mma take you on the road, ayy
In and out of stores, ayy
Pull up like let’s go, ayy
Where you wanna go, yeah?
I wanna take you around the world. I wanna go to Japan
I wanna go to Paris. Balmain in my pants
The ch? opper, it sounds like a drumline
But my pockets full of them bands
Pull up on you: Let’s go. I been makin' plans
Yah! Yahhh! Ayy, she fuck with me and my swag
My Polo from Paris. Yo shit don’t av
Yo fit from clearance. That’s basic math
And I’m not her parent, but she calls me «Dad»
Hey! And you can ride, baby. Don’t drive me crazy
If you drive me crazy, it better be a Masi, baby
So I got lie to, baby. Yah! Yahhh!
Boy, you might as well give up
‘Cause every time I pull on shawty, you know she gives up
And I got my Glock .40, and it don’t switch up
I’mma come and get her. Ambulance gets you. Yeah! Yahhh!
I wanna take you around the world. I wanna go to Japan
I wanna go to Paris. Balmain in my pants
The chopper, it sounds like a drumline
But my pockets full of them bands
Pull up on you: Let’s go. I been makin' plans